Текст песни feelinsomnia - на дне

feelinsomnia - at the bottom [2015]

Verse 1:
I see how the day starts creaking of their lives and the fate of the holiday
all of these & quot; people & quot; here see themselves as a reflection of dirty dishes
I can hear the groans of the dying loving, but not his beloved wife,
that survived the pain patiently, waiting for death. - The whole essence of it

and whether hovers everywhere despair, or anger, and the devil will disassemble them
Our dear God did not save us, and everyone is so tacky
then & quot; person & quot; I do not want to be better, and no longer believes in the essence of man
He just will not give half-dead to stay in silence, because & quot; death no noise disturbance & quot;

I watch as the re-buried in a paper novel
victim & quot; unhappy love & quot; and their own deceptions, they are more likely to dope it
because in her mind a fairy tale and passion. its air - feelings
but she wanted a glass that would again forget that she's just a slut

we've got the former, whore, high social identity
and what it was - a fall so low? perhaps it was a shame ...
He may like to believe the kid? and allow that belief to finish us ...
ask for something from the sky? but what are we here to help prayer?

but nearby there is not much good in the face of this girl soft
what is love then fell under the hand of his sister, that does not stop
it mania ringing coins, and the ugliness of the soul,
and after a few moments, it will turn an ordinary thief then a killer ...

and he just wanted to be a man, honest. but apparently did not happen

transition 1:
these manuscripts me cry,
(we have made with their bodies all the bottom)
that there is no escape anywhere
(the bottom of all this will stay with us until death)

Verse 2:
then suffocates the light and trying to survive in a range of & quot; surviving & quot;
& quot; life & quot; I left a word, and only escaped after a bitch because she has
I do not live here after all, only trying everywhere a drunken stupor
this is not & quot; people & quot; this is just a way that once found refuge here

I saw a little bit of sympathy in a woman, so called & quot; free & quot;
but also the joy in her chosen care, because for her loneliness - & quot; proud & quot;
then & quot; person & quot; really wants to regain & quot; life & quot ;, & quot; normal & quot ;, their work
but the dreams and wishes only to here, that would be to go into the pool

I hear the philosopher as he was tired of all human words
He once said: & quot; people - it's not us alone, that we are all in the same & quot;
& quot; person & quot; - A proud, damn, & quot; person & quot; - it's true...
but what I find in this fucking sense if it is around the bottom?

then this old man yet, gave us all the belief have been holding & quot; world & quot;
dying - a better life in the next world, the whore - faith in the & quot; love & quot; her, O God, well, as something cute
and everything would be fine, but all that lies behind it rolled away, unnoticed
and what can I do? because I believed in the place where the cure my illness, eh?

I have no one to trust, and do not see salvation
Enough of these tantrums, enough of humiliation
around as before I see only the bottom
I like here very early unwanted actor, but only with the noose around his neck

This is my last performance ...

Chorus:
these manuscripts I cried
that is no longer to be part of this universe
I too fell in love with despair,
in the art of sadness stepping meekly

and let their life pass me flying
I'm leaving alone, away from this memory
let it remain bottom
your dreams here, I just need to go

the final part:
but just show me the author of my own & quot; story & quot;
what he wants and sees me ...
what he wanted to convey to me but still lower desert people,
in which people are no longer ...

you just show me the author of my own & quot; story & quot;
what he wants and sees me ...
but because I have time to give up, do not dare to detain
I left, and you stay on the bottom ...