Текст песни Грусняффка - Еще одна смерть

Time goes in second minute
Every way is harder to go
It seems life is just a trap
And no one can be saved
It seems to be breathing and the pulse is still
Greedily flying on light lights
After all, the move gives the meaning of life
So why is little meaning in it?

I believed heaven
Holding a hand on the pulse (I do not wake up)

Does not matter

They will not be able to bet
I'm not afraid again (I will not wake up again)

Die

Spit
Exclamation yell
Interrupt
To interrupt your life?
To accept
His death take
Cancel, pollute
To hir thoughts

To repeat
To repeat yourself
Save
Drive yourself
And again, my heart to minimize
Again again to shy
But because the pain does not take

It makes no sense to go
Does not make sense to run
At the end of the road
Many dying