Текст песни Sad Sandwich - Компас

I readily combustible, a part of each of its
And in a moment I lay charred match
He was ready for anything, to move mountains, to go over the heads of
But at the moment it remained only in memory

As if a child plays with the light switch
Return here a hundred times until the lamp burns out
While not burn up in the atmosphere of my comet
It's time to make a living, but I earn gastritis.

Yesterday we were all in one kitchen
And today, on different stars. From this chump swells
Everything seems ustakanilos, and I'm not at ease
I thought reckless, and he translate arrows

Where to go. Come, lead the way, my compass. Sloman.
I would be away from home
So easy to sunbathe, it is a habit
A second later I lay charred match

Where to go, come, lead the way, my compass
I would be away from home
We are locked up, but our voice is heard quietly
Oh, what a pity that you're broken