Текст песни Pills - V.K.

Shouts find themselves among the people, I,
The web of my thoughts for me poison.
Daylights, fear of waiting.
How not cool all that pleased.

In the dark night light flashes -
fluent thought trail.
Running hours continue to be remembered for a century

These are the hours that
do not stop,
Even if the break
arrow will pierce them.

Your thoughts granite,
I will not run away.
Their task is to teach:
Follow them or die.

as fast as possible
as loudly as possible
his last cartridge
will not be released into the air

in the footsteps of your time
relentlessly pursues
strictly erasing
all that you have done

and what do you say to them
the fact that the dial
they close the door to happiness
when your time will come

as fast as possible
and as loudly as possible
we have time to do everything
echoed here everything to shreds