Текст песни Hardi M - Период полураспада

No matter what I say - nonsense
Whatever he wrote - lies
In the city not breathe from the puddles
In the city the third week of rain
In the city the third week of trash
Cold and continuously pours
And that is the most difficult to take,
The city does not have its
In the city of so many people - tin
In the town of many machines - darkness
I'd like to check out. Today. At six.
Just do not know how
Nonsense I say, I say - nonsense
Brad and silently say - nonsense
The city of half a million souls
Only it does not exist
All I want - it
All that I can not - here
The air is thick and viscous - adhesive
The air is wet and gray - a suspension
No matter what I said - the noise
Whatever is written - crush
I come to the station
At six
Train leaves in five