Текст песни Drack - Этаж - облако девять

I have not fly, I enveloped sins
Words can not atone for the error that has once
For me, closed the fairway,
Now only through the thorns
Crawling to climb on the cloud nine ...
Where the world is not gray, white. Paints are not dull, mottled
The music is not sad, where no losers.
Nope winners and the first in the ranking.
Amazingly, it all just above the earth's surface
The faces of the mask, hide them from danger,
Dreaming to get free, but when we get
Suicide itself is a frightening thought it would be.
When you and I will not? A?
Soul reign in heaven or hell all.
A couple of kilowatts in the heart and learn
Will the ninth floor or nine lives like a cat
All will know well, it is a bit early ...

Not nice to me this world, where people are the target
I want to be in a place where it is not important movement
Where will not stop for hanging noose around his neck
I want to be in paradise on the floor