Текст песни RainMe - Смерть в эфире

Each one of us kills himself today, my death will be on the air
No, of course I have not gone mad, just all turned gray in the fucking world
Yes, I became sad to see the world, and do not believe in fairy tales
And you replaced heroin me: thy love, kissing and fondling

You're like an angel with arms
and I'm on a loser with a needle in the vein
I could end up with a bullet in the brain
decorate these gray walls of blood

And you come to me, kiss portrait
The inscription on the tombstone - I no longer have
And again involuntarily tears will flow
And back to me will never go back

You're like an angel with arms
and I'm on a loser with a needle in the vein
I could end up with a bullet in the brain
decorate these gray walls of blood