Текст песни I.F.K. - Пыль

Dust clogged my eyes, the pain remained forever

I've fallen and I can not get up
& Quot; Help & quot!; - But what I'm asking you?
On the bones thin filaments of muscle
I do not believe that is what we
I swallow, but my throat like wool
Nothing - the sand is there vsё.Chto
His head still turns up in smoke
I do not believe that is what we

She will drink us down to the bottom - it needs only our water

Burning moisture approaching end
Today's alive, and tomorrow you - dead
White Death - not vodka and sand
Suffering is converted into a whole piece

We have chosen this day
It is the same as everyone else here
Around are mirages
I do not believe that is what we
Very soon stupid word (rain)
Between us only anger remains
Eyes like nuts dry
I do not believe that is what we

Life is like the sand that burns your temple