Текст песни sasha sar - личный ад

He ran away from the world and became a dealer,
happiness in small doses,
for window curtains,
that rescue from the lantern light
here is my pleasure to be mediocre
oh well, too serious
all cozy and homey,
a convenient
that it is time to make furniture
cute, and what's the point
when the beats from the current simple words
remember I recreated on paper his world
Yes art teacher rejected
I'm stupid cancer
that appear in your lungs
if you once you pick
and let the smoke
hey, runaway, your journey is over
You ran away from something to nothing
and you are no more
or rather you do not have a place here
remain in limbo
where the back and do not come back
and the current is not an option
this is my personal hell
not sleep at night, or not sleep at all
see hundreds of dreams
but dream about the stars
to travel by means of a whisper
and Google maps
ashamed of their decisions in a dream
wait for spring spring
throwing snowballs at the end of March
feel lonely
when there is full of people
embryo pose a last resort
you do not make the way into
I whole being
I live to live
and even forget to look out the window
but there's nothing to do
puddles, snow, pit, wet, wind
that's who you are faithful
even though the sun does not warm your face
decomposed into slices
to each a piece of
and therefore I can not be collected
find their wounds in old letters
and filled with empty meaning
let me on soap
I will clean your body
if the soul is too late
become an analogue of Loch Ness monster
someone once saw, and then just a clown
so maybe I'm not a monster, but only elephant
and my head is the trunk
silly, is not it?
Look in all the symbols and hidden meaning
It's the first meeting, and who will start the festival
you are waiting for good news
more faith wishes Silpo
than their own convictions
I wander in the dark
while in my head all the same wind
I'm fine ignorant
let the thorns
I build there Mansion
and live
exist in theory
under the influence of hormones and others' opinions
silent and empty sayings duties
and one day you too will be honored
arrange a holiday for their own acquaintances
the main thing that you have received an invitation
and even posthumously stay behind
every god and pulls the blanket to his side
It looks as if not torknulo
fucking hypocrite
and I will remain in his Hall of
as a result
I shall find the brink of mind
again hitting the bottom