Текст песни Anacondaz - Убил себя

In my house, the bustle, fuss, tablecloths are white, but I'm not disturbed lying idle.
Either the feast chtoli, or what date - to the dump of strangers hammered hut.
Once I dreamed about it in secret - at least once a birthday so much attention.
Details are afraid and hide, they say, in churches such as I do not sing the funeral service!
Three days earlier, not without reason, he closed himself from the reproaches of the sober-hearted in the bath.
A simple way out, my mind suffocates, it's not very good, maybe it will be better there.
Between the stacks of washed laundry, a wet tile reflects me.
The right tool will remove the shock - I'll show them all how good it is without me!
I understand, this is necessary for you: candles, a table, the smell of incense, the first, the second, tablecloths white
And only I'm not disturbed lying idle!

Chorus:
I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

Cold coffee and morning to bed, on the wall smeared my still life.
He looks at me with a smile, like an animal, he went nah **, to me and so now it's bad.
I'd rather die, I will not open the door to him, like he's exhibiting in galleries.
And I'm alone, I wound the body better in an open window, on a lunar battery.
I'll open my eyes, look at the windowsill, I do not remember the number, but today it's almost Tuesday.
It's time for me to go, and below, it's so smoky, like rats from a sinking run off the ship.
S * ki, stars, you are just like everyone else - in your little world, in the big sky.
YOU look at those who stayed in the ground, sighing with joy, scold pictures.
I'm going to the light, I'm down, and left alone: ​​the night, the asphalt and the wet cornice.

Chorus:
I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

Rushing past houses, past memories of childhood, I seem to understand where dreams go.
Nodes tied tight, so it is necessary - in the life of a person does not happen without straining.
Someone has a mania of despair, tears the last hair, trying to pay attention.
And I just want to understand - not so much, consider the last minutes before leaving.
Remained only fragments of memory, sometimes flashes the face of the father and mother.
Enough, God, my conscience is eating me, I decided everything, nothing will help.
Honestly, is it worth lying? I wanted to live in dreams, now I can lower my life in the toilet.
I have forgiven everyone before and for myself, these words are dedicated to my family.

Chorus:
I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

Bad mood, movement, shit and body, there is no place, glitches of intelligence are hiding.
Memory goes to dust, dates are erased, faces are erased ... Real picture, or is it me dreaming?
Snow on the cheeks, but I do not feel, I do not feel cold, I do not feel the heat.
Look into my eyes - they will not drop a tear, despair of depression ... For me, take me there,
In a world of light and good, dreams drink juice from me, veins are opened, prayers are forgotten, hopes are broken,
At times, ideals are washed away, buried and killed, but what did you achieve in this life, you?

Chorus:
I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.

I myself fly myself from the air, I fall down in the faces of flocks of birds.
While there is a will, hurry up and so how much has changed faces.