Текст песни Onelight - 15. Из черновика

I would not want to write more about sad things here
And it becomes a burden that poisons feelings ...
Why such a violin? .. melody in minor.
I'm trying to warm my palms about the parapet of the balcony.
The thermometer is broken, the weather is negative in degrees
Dumbfounded, let's, arms, legs, move.
Eyelids don't stick together, dawn on the dial soon,
Better let this ambulance pass by ...
Let the smell of tobacco erode from the clothes
"Hello bro, then I'll call you back of course ..."
I wake up where - I don’t understand right away
As if connected, the memory of yesterday is blurred
The usual mp3 format compresses the voice,
Covered with dust, the micro is glad to listen to me ...
Thoughts on a piece of paper, into columns through wires
Well-off and those who think what is in the morning.
Whoever rides a car rolls in a subway jammed
Who meets mom, and who spotlights.
And I want a larger percentage of the audience
From partying dance floors to ravishing feasts ...
I’ll finish now, I’ll put sheets on the mixer
And maybe the lines will be diluted by the vanity of the environment
The lights are out, in the morning I leave the studio ...
"Yes, I'm tired .." Well, how do you like the new sound people?

A little sound, only decibels louder
Lose quality - headphones hiss like nerves
A little volume, thoughts from a draft ...
One working monitor and only smoke from tobacco ...