Текст песни paramoldah 12 - рутина

Routine ate my soul, the brain has not yet leaked
And my eyes are almost wet
Behind a screen of truth or evil, my dreams have faded
You yourself know that it’s hard for us to live without affection
Get out of the skin and smear with paints
Hello people, paint with oils.
Farewell, sky, cloud of smoke
But we need to leave this moon.
Either fly away or perish here in a web of routine
(yooooooooo)

And this truth is not present you do not have the answer routine is poison
Lived a life for good reason
And this truth is not present you do not have the answer routine is evil
In life, we do not like

Routine is not mivina, sweet and sour raspberries
Open the door - congratulations, we wish you happiness
This shows how you can become harmless in time.
Not gloomy, but gray, leaving only faith in one thing,
That everything will be like a movie
That everything will be like a movie

And this truth is not present you do not have the answer routine is poison
Lived a life for good reason
And this truth is not present you do not have the answer routine is evil
In life we ​​were out of luck (x2)