Текст песни Психея - Пена

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Stained with the blood of the eyelashes
Antennas buildings like spokes
Run away from this evil little prince
What you can do right now
Open your eyes - you're free
You're waiting for this, you're dreaming about it?

I do not think you feel better
Total that you want, you can hardly get

I am nobody. I have nothing in this world
Look into my eyes, what do you see
Nothing - empty faded paint
Million fine needles into the crevices of the mask

Do you think friends will be near
Always look and movement
Empty corridor and empty talk
You measure the breath of life
Aback you check pulse
try first
Try to end

You're already dead
We're already dead
Everything is fine
All simply super
Everything is fine
I just died ...
Breathe ... no matter what happens next
Breathe ...