Текст песни Raxxla - На чердаке одинокого благоразумия

He lived with the disease unwittingly "emptiness syndrome"
He tried to squeeze out a song , but at least a little kindness,
No that does not go , but only went shit ,
His fate was like an ad unit .

In the attic
Lone
prudence
Empty me.

He wanted only one thing: something to want,
He very clearly presented oblivion,
He clearly felt that there was nothing ,
No one , not him.

When comes the hangover .
When it comes to hangovers ...