Текст песни aperow - фото фото

sleepy morning
pushes into the cold world
floundering, picking up light snow
drag your body forward, this is your start track
your comeback
path of cripples
from bed to bed
but I really wanted to become
adults

such a close distance of human consciousness,
special sense of memory poles
don't try to understand me
I'm almost happy. but still almost
read it all on my lips and read it
however
only you can explain where the end of the night is
insomnia broken spine
the phone is like a children's night light
out of habit scribble in a diary
behind every window the naivete counter is fighting with sleep
my house
your house
our fire
and memory sleeps on the edge of a knife
in my throat
there are only moth broods in my head
but I really wanted to become an adult
but all this is just scab
and our lost life according to statutes and guests
we will never return it
I listen to silence in headphones
even the smallest variable of feelings cannot be conveyed through sounds
I give up
other people's smiles grow into the skin
like parasites
you say that you only knew yourself killed
dead
not alive
unhappy
I became so friends with this set-complex not ...
usefulness

ambition hollow
stored in IKEA directories
life smokes mad and brave
in between times without measure, naivete in barns and sheds
smelling like dung, just like life among us
profile photo
full face photo

tied with a black ribbon
cassettes
which you played as a child
which you may have had time to listen
it will be much better here without you
if it's better where we are not

turn around, get rid of,
life is not fair - this is your obelisk
but once
just drop everything
get out of town
and never
do you hear
never
don't come back