Текст песни Deadушки - Коллекционер

You are so light, you can take off
But he will not allow it - he wants to watch.
Collector, he wants to watch
How your life turns into death.
You're locked, you're under the glass -
Your new world, your new home.
Collector can't understand
How hard it is for you to breathe here.

No dirty thoughts, a few shots,
To keep you forever.
No rude words, only love.
Do not try to escape from this love ...
People and faces - he doesn’t care.
The colors of the border have been erased for a long time.
Collector will not allow return.
And only shame illuminates your path.
In the canvases of strange paintings.
The air is heavy, like formalin.
When you fall asleep, get away from longing.
He will read your diaries.
In the caches of his dreams to the very bottom,
Where no one will ever see you.
No regrets, he did what he could
Maybe someone else will love him ...