Текст песни Paradogz - поплавок

Well, there is a vast abyss in front of me
Or maybe this is a fork and you just need to choose the right paths
Doubts shrouded in what to take and what not to touch
All pros and cons to consider carefully - under a microscope
Click together to copy paste
Suddenly the scalpel was not needed in the soul
The tangle is confused where to go who I will become
The train is in a hurry and where can I get off at the halt
What do we need reason for - to amuse ourselves with self-deception
For every revolt of the soul there will be self-denial
Vanity Fair . then the black corridor
But I want to fly like a Livingston seagull
Rattling bones to wash the sand
I strove to nowhere did not reach heights
And in this series I'm just an episode
Someone is wildly brilliant, someone is written off in the third grade
book just started - title, preface
life is the receptionist of the chief and until the hour has struck
you are sitting waiting preparing an excuse
when fate turns its face - the side is frontal
sorry but it won't be like that
if you are from below, then try not to fall lower to the bottom
if you are on a boat in the depths of the sea
try to keep balance - float