Текст песни Ghost - Своя голова

Sticky whole hour I stupidly in the wall
I pick an empty plate with a fork
being different is not about me believe
and do not ever write about me in the newspaper

for me life Russian Roulette
shore that had not been caught in a cage
better to be in the wild a lone wolf
and not the lion king of beasts scum

if I am not right in the face strike me
but eventually gradually budish swallow fumes
the mind is more important than the power of the second paragraph
if you mind just shut your mouth

courtyard thumps two adults uncle
They say that my life is in good standing
I'm not the type that do not smoke Buch
and always on the neck holding my head

excite these Bodryakov sutra when you're in suspended animation to wallow in kumatoze
When you kill the dark and you do not know where to go where you do not know the sutra had happened to
Tale and again you are in shock that it's time for the robot and underfoot vomit, and again you do not know where to go Sutra
where did escape Sutra, which had happened to the grass where yeah? where?

I'm 17 and I became a little bit easier
I realized that people need pozhosche
I trust only proven Kents
remember carefree childhood ... I was there

Only now I understand what someone is here
every man digs his own grave
someone who deeply smaller this fact
and gradually your life makes you a checkmate
 
head under the faucet and Shakes
want to live loudly want quieter
your choice, and God will judge
you know it all depends on you

on the table is only half-finished cup of coffee
two hours later, I realize that I killed
that in the astral plane, in another world and not here
and in front of me but only strings and veins cut

excite these Bodryakov sutra when you're in suspended animation to wallow in kumatoze
When you kill the dark and you do not know where to go where you do not know the sutra had happened to
Tale and again you are in shock that it's time for the robot and underfoot vomit, and again you do not know where to go Sutra
where did escape Sutra, which had happened to the grass where yeah? where?