Текст песни Туманный Альбион - Похоть

Gaps in the head, nothing, maybe everything is fine
But in the morning you will ask where the seam on the veins
Overwhelmed by all the world, and drinking bottle per night
And no principles, they have long been forgotten completely

Conscience you left, the mother will not forgive, alas
But you also love it when the nights you twist your ass
And all the myths about you suddenly achieve profit
You would change the style, but damn, what's the difference?

Your friend's silly, with heaps of ills, think
People here call a bitch who is not thinking of another
All this is stupid and too late to reap the stop
And to be strong, keep your attitude

But there is no sense in it, swept away by the wind of thought
They were in my head, but swept comet
Now questions in my head, which turned the wrong way?
And I'd found the good in you, but it is not present there