Текст песни UJMC'z - Курим последний раз.

while I'm nailing time flies not noticeably
by brightly illuminated keys backlight
I'm looking for answers, but I'm not a fork
not in the net I glance at the fallen branches

I run in my dreams, I can't run
it's hard to breathe, like the devil pressed on the chest
it's time to take a step and catch up
until the black cat crossed my road

The air will smoothly envelop in a blanket
I smell a burning smell in it, a taste of fumes
There were a couple of rules left and others took
Sadness pit that whispers come on first

Chasing keys looking for doors
In the dark, meet animals under the light of the sextons
Take your feet quickly for the shadow
fear god your conscience rests in the morgue

One of the few that used legs
not to hit the doorstep
the last day did not come, remember the ambulance number
not to pour blood on the floor and it didn't hurt