Текст песни 8 пистолетов на улице ван Акена - Ингредиент

From the roof like dominoes, it's easy to fall down
It's so easy to fall down.
Crashed black down, flew up all white
There are so many faces around, and someone laughs:

Pierce, inhale
Torture your body
But know, you know
A part of you disappears here.
Reality is brighter, reality is harder
This is the world of dirty junkies and their
Random guests.

Pierce, pierce
Breathe in, breathe in.

I wounded with thorns of roses and psychosis vomits blood
Psychosis cripples the flesh.
A cord is stuck in the socket, the arrivals have begun,
Baikonur cleared
We fly up to the stars.

Pierce, pierce
(No more judges)
But know, you know:
(Nobody can lie)
Reality is brighter, reality is harder
This is the world of dirty junkies and their
Random guests.

I know, I know
I believe, I believe.

Pierce, inhale
Torture your body
But know, you know:
Part of you here is the Ingredient.