Текст песни Y-Eлло - пофигист

Forget me, I finally gone to the hyposta, my character
To think about nothing and there is no need for you, do not strain even.
The disease is embraced, with thoughts important, I'm leaving my eternal sleep.
Forget me, I left last day in the past ... Happy, carefree.

Slide the curtains from the sun, which is so cuts the eyes ... narrowing pupils
Click on the stop of the audio player, what is noise in the ears ...
Take a panacea that would be it easier for me to one time ... help me forget
And again to go, which would score from the pain in the corners ... Trying the pain all buried.