Текст песни дисфория Nэммо - последняя песня

this is the last song and hearts need to be ripped out,
unknown for more than 5 years in his apartment,
and even more I was dying without you
and now I continue to die
continuing to carry this nonsense
but I jump from the ground into the windows,
throwing snow into the sun
I need to have time to write it down
while no one is at home
until they smashed my laptop beech
there are my poems there is my studio, there I create sounds in which I drown
tell me about feelings about pain
I'm almost emotionally dead here
no emotional closeness
but i have the same dream
where i hug you so tight
where we are with you forever,
but I wake up and stick two fingers in the socket
to feel from within us
but the electricity was turned off,
or my fingers are too thick
I won't eat for three weeks,
then it will definitely spark!
I still find the strength to joke
but a smile like all feelings of wax
we could be a couple because we have a lot in common
for example, your chest and my humor are flat
what are you looking at so tenderly
I can't take my eyes off your eyes
but I just blinked and you disappeared
and I was late to write down your number,
you can call your imagination
from which you came
but the caller is unavailable the caller is in sorrow
the subscriber may cool down soon
this last song, it shouldn't be funny
yes i leave with a smile
but that doesn't mean that everything is fine
and this does not mean that everything is very bad
just the other day Doctor of Sighs came to see me
I let him read my poems
he thrilled in a fit fell and verse
he was my only spectator,
but the concert is over don't come again