Текст песни 4 секунды шума - Твоё alter ego

Like madness acquired as a gift:
Aisle, go - do not skipped a beat,
Nothing touches, does not hurt, do not hurt,
On a call to your I do not even answer.
It nourished thee away with indifference,
You used to be assured that it will be better,
Which it is not already visible to all our ropes
Deliberately emphasize the red markers.
It is such a "sick", and that there are not words
In response to break away from the lips, but only emptiness,
On your breaks from "A" to "Z"
With easy sbivki breathing
When, after the general embrace of nights
We wake up in the morning, friends.
And you look innocent, like a traitor,
Vengeful ask, "Now how do you?"
It's such a tired (cubed)
When the acid with a kiss cut lip
And they want, wounded moaned:
I believe you. Can you stop lying. "