Текст песни Дарья Кирлик - белое не белое черное не черней

white not white black not black
believed in hidden meaning
crawled around the bottom of the days
dragged through force conscience
trying to imagine that life is not a train
shouting out rhymes to those nearby
but they don’t need
you don't need
and written at night much bolder
darkness hides a terrible face
measure thoughts with thoughts
not used to yet
look into the eyes with the pupils
sailing away into the distance
conversations and gossip of neighbors
starving a dog
a hissing sound adhered to Temechka
a whisper from the back seat
distracts the trip from the brainchild
escape to an unfamiliar place
moving away from the secrets of time
you can’t hide from conscience
redeeming pain with flattering memories
I hope the night goes on
to the ceiling by the rope on the neck
i dare not
I'm not bolder
than all those who have ever died
suicide is something like dogma
and we don’t tolerate dogmatists
reject the loops
don't flood your heart with blood
all have long been given pain
do not waste essence
cherish every print
when a lie is offered to say
trample them with a hard fact
and each born in captivity
and every consequence of fucking
death is not a cause for grief
death manufacturing defect
cutting through thought areas
riot in the cellars
stigmatized hearts without stigma
find a new path in the dark
the world is endless chopping block
will you hang yourself? your right!