Текст песни Skit St-one - Наедине с собой

here in silence, alone with myself, calmed down
I sit and build my pyramid with my thoughts
a beating of a heart sounds in my ears, there is no heart, but a beat
and the fact that love is bad is not giving offense

outside the window the third day the cold pounds us all
I'm afraid I won't have time for this text by the end of the month
I'm afraid to open up to people like a demon inside me
and how will I get rid of excess weight?

what kind of gardener am i? grain is not sown on the asphalt
and I sit here in the cold waiting for a sprout and sweating
I believe that everything will work out if you believe in yourself
but the rest of my faith began to somehow spit

and where are you my God? .. and ... I overslept the devil
Why are you silent to me when I ask for help?
Or maybe you're tired and went to lunch
and I'm standing here freezing without observing the answer ...
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with me here alone text and microphone
and this is all that exists in my world now
all these words run crushes on my skin
and no matter how I tried to be with you, I still could not

I wander the streets alone like I saw in prison
and maybe even like a criminal in a cage
and no matter how hard I tried, I could not find a place for myself
maybe I try a little ... maybe not destiny

just ticking that silence report
in the corner somewhere with himself and you can't hear him
and I'm sitting, afraid that the noise will interrupt my peace
because you can't leave this flow for later

the cranes flew away and I missed my tit
and apparently it is his own fault that somehow changed
probably it's my own fault for writing this text
alone with myself, I entered this world
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here out of a thousand only one is true
and I'm probably the same liar as you
I'm not alone here, remember
maybe not a warrior, but I will never escape from the battlefield

deputies and papers of majors rule in life
and the rest who surrendered are licking their asses
and I see naked bums through your clothes
I see maral prostitutes your corrupt seam

and all that I need .. I won't get it not when
I will only get what I have earned myself
and what feelings in my head I don’t understand not how
and as I understood that it was time to change something

and here's the last bus the bitch drove into the depot
and I stand and think and freeze like hell
I don't see anyone nearby I don't feel warmth
and this is how I stay on my own
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tears stain my eyes, I'm not to blame
I'm here with myself alone now I'm reading to you
do not understand a damn what I have inside there
but alone with myself I take it apart on the shelves