Текст песни замкнутость 8 - я не астронавт

wanted the best
but it turned out as always.
forget phrases memorized,
and after silence to answer: "hmm ..."
meet the sunrises outside the windows.
let the sun's rays fall on the shoulders,
close the curtains in parallel,
artificial evening.
my sword is you. and here is hara-kiri,
down along the chest.
enhancing the value of touch,
dissolving the seals of the soul that
created being ice.
because ice cannot be hurt
when everything is on the side, when for any reason
it was a holiday - get drunk !!!!!!!!!!! =))))
my heroine of our tale,
realizing in life. curl.
I can't wriggle around you,
I don't know how to be like a snake,
but in a barbed wire rukyu.
flour. where without them?
and in the abyss, the storm died down.
stimorol instead of skitles.
I threw off all the weight, climbed into space,
found you by accident
by creating lyrics \ snot.
and between us, I'm not an astronaut,
but the same sloven, like everyone else.
do not leave me while I am alive.
While I am here. and I will stay.