Текст песни Gillia - Бесполезность

I have cuts my local utility
And the pharmacies in the pupils twitch vile
And the abyss eats the abyss losing weight
And the shabby lines to share yourself with no one

Burlesque Undercuts ... Insect Cast
Bubbling, spinning along with cropped replicas
Retouched ... Meeting of pity
Extensive fit of appeal boundaries

Radiant of happiness is hiding from itself swearing
This is intaglio, deep sadness
Or a ball of optic nerves
For a sleepy kitten - an eater of disbelief

Futility, painlessness
The prosthesis of morals got into cracks, frames as if ...
Unmatched tendency to be like
Broken straws of exonerative logic

Already low is getting bigger and higher
Frozen grind slavering muscles
Closing the eyes, the steps fold smoothly
Lie down on a paper plane ... And joylessly
Already low is getting bigger and higher
Frozen grind slavering muscles
Crooked sunset is perfect
And we become recyclable
His own industry ...

Shabby blood clots in twin ribbons
Bound by blood ... We were believed blind shades
Into me pause bands of homogeneous
All power was taken away. I'm not fit

Separate by itself, compressed in positions
My outline floats on the ceiling in whatman paper
And with something rolling, they drive into the porches
In sleeping bags ... Useless

Inversion of the painful effects of penetrating lamps
Plastic cone in elbows sticks to legs
And there is no one to take us ... Mockingly turned into shawls
Walls of sealed, adjoining rooms

Doomed cost depresses hope
Increasing the number of gunshot holes with a knife
Torturing angel looking in the back
My worthlessness throws the body out

Already low is getting bigger and closer
Glance rested in the palm of your hand, stupor turning muscles
Like a house of cards, steps smoothly fold
In a paper plane smoldering joylessly
Already low, getting bigger and closer
Glance rested in the palm of your hand in a stupor turning muscles
Like a house of cards, steps smoothly fold
In a paper plane smoldering joylessly