Текст песни Pk - На тысячу частей

and you tear my soul
on thousands of pieces
Again, routine smothers
And thoughts on the wall
I'm on my back
Wide the doors soon
Cross Body but to me there is no salvation

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Sometimes they say that there is no place for the weak
Sobbing on the battlefields, places of Fame
Continuing to put yourself in the place above
From the desire Casati better than left
In its vosemndtsat hating peace
Angry people decided to do them with hope
And all run trying to be somebody
It has something to solve or just exceed
Expectations and be someone serious
shutter mechanism has long worked in me
Shaky psyche was severely damaged
And on the issues running longer, Oh that I
Now I say, and if all you need is
I imagined as I climbed into place
There where it should be and in anticipation
How the world will tremble, and all of us proymet

There are many ways to get from the bottom of my soul
This is only a step on the road again stifled longing
Rip my soul tear into a thousand pieces
I am a servant of the same but in its wake

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I was told I was talentless nobody pier
Perhaps this is true but I do not believe
And I sat and waited until their razebet
from its own rotten self
You tear me apart can look
Che inside and on the site if my heart
If not there will be a sea of ​​wonder
If everything is in place to fuck, I'm sure
And I fucked your faith well, how can
Giving yourself to others at interest godless
I thought it right taking the air
But it turned out fawn sadness brainless
it is the belief and you have a way to earn
I do not think that this can be changed
And the main morality does not come to your senses missed
Conscience is sleeping here's an opportunity to sin