Текст песни kislaya vata - запертый трюм

I scatter on millions of fragments
who remained unrest
I type cheap Skolnikov version
But I can't imagine anything
But I pretend that I am the center of the Universe
And I have naughty connections in black space and space.

rumor
on the sound waves of your voice
Let's hang a sign with a begging request
do not disturb
But the price is my suffering
And the penny is not worth
take care, lowering hands
Again and again
And in the heart I have long froze blood
From the arteries there is nothing to whip
With a bullet in the neck or chest
consist of fragments causing solely pain
However, continue to go
Enjoy victories
be in sorrow from defeat
Life goes on
And you are still
Catch dreams with thin fingers
hand
asking when laziness get out of bed
Lazy winter morning
Nevertheless, it's time to get up
Do not ruin yourself a priori, my dear friend
And I dug in you treasure
it will be the most huge chest in the world
And I will be the richest on this planet.
yes what is there, the universe
I will try now widerly measured to specify the triumph of sizes.

longing jumps to the claws
originally slob and pale skin
My loneliness is definitely
and exactly exceeds the size of the cosmos
I speak from ancient times
too important serious things
a little heard, well, with a whisper, maybe weak
Because my voice is lost
incorrect invalid is the throat
I'm in a locked thread trip in the sea
I am in the desert - an excellent truth observer
By mistake it is called Mirage
And it seemed to me that all this sincere

I am a healthy patient in the ward
I am decided by fate, I'm a pall
in a white medical coat
And doctors are messengers of death
Thirsty of your blood
They werehed away from the headboard
and twitch all the scalpel in the throat
insatiable and greedily consider money
Tearing your tooth
Okay, let's forget about
I have seventeen zero zero
to the dentist.

I am loved, I am predicted, damn, again I betrayed
I encoded recording at meetings
with their inner world, soul
Do not be offended by the wind of the wind
He is not specifically, he is from nature such
I hate myself, but defending
all points of view of my brain
I am the same book, it was notacle
I am a movie that should not be shown in the hall
cinema
Popular actress
What was filmed in that very shameful private
Video
Let's leave it secret
No one holy
And we are waiting for all deaths

But I know why we are close to you
You like me, do the acts on the pulse
how does the soul whore
You do not become more with you,
it's pointless