Текст песни Onemix - Пропал

fog in my head and I got a hike
at the crossroads of the darkness and chose it disappeared
until the elevators podnivalis straight into the heavens on a paraglider
I broke the dark entrances plans
no rights do not know the rules before the end of the right
if the father was probably the brains straightened path
but later sent the rules to retreat from the edge
because misunderstanding has long poisoned the soul
I do not like carnivals should be the bitter truth
pour her more to splash out of cup
not idols but my head blew off
torn off and sprawled on the floor with pieces
I'd rather not become sick of the herd stronger
inflamed consciousness but his memory is not tired
one faith remained in love and rising
and while the label put in the form of memories

Again not see the stars back on his feet
again, from the head, it does not go away
Again not see the stars back on his feet
again almost alone at the crowd around

while the shutters are closed experiments set
I regret not quite the strange fortiori
and while leaning noose presses
pulling back on the night watching it fly
and the heart does not forgive because essentially come upon
I do not get the profits invested in this style
I will not serve anyone but his head shaved
spit on everything but still I myself have repeatedly reproached
my text the words are similar but under the skin
and maybe even someday fit passer
I shake his hand and say that our thoughts are similar
I believe I will be glad just to wash away shivering
but that all the words in my hands no reins
and only those eyes to me all the more
before which the helpless though the goods entrusted
but to change the world I can more accurately be able to