Текст песни Evil and Good - Борщ

I play guitar
And I eat borsch.
Finally, I became
Looks like Artyom.
Only I do not wear
Clear lens
And Nintendo Wii
I can only dream.

There’s a mess in my head
Unfamiliar faces
Something is written in private.
Why can't they sleep?
I have already sent everyone
But to no avail:
My idol me
Drags back.

And boredom came again
I'm bored.
Gloomy shadows
Gently pulled into the bed.
The wire twitched
Trouble happened:
Cup with borsch
Poured on me.