Текст песни Heart - Lucky Strike

Inspiration fell down with a Lucky Strike cigarette
Not sleeping at night - a whim or a compromise?
VC biomass distracts slightly
A hand will be raised for any statement

Standing smoking in the kitchen by the window
The kitchen is not smoky, there is not a stain on the stretch ceiling
But ventilation stubbornly drives smoke through pipes to the bathroom
I will refresh the air from the balloon with a strange smell

Buttocks above the sofa, thoughts beyond the edge of the sun. systems
Aliases, statuses, likes, reposts, mimes, by!
Miss, pass to the flank, air feed, back shot!
Even Götze did not ripen at the far post.

The fault is not in him, and not in you, and not in me
Let's judge sensibly, the manuscript does not burn on fire
Always and immediately the word initially
But to talk about the eternal is not stupid, but sad ...

So what are the reasons for the rapid flow of phrases?
Who's not sick of this damn story yet?
I see the answer and breathe it every day
Look - everywhere the air envelops the world like slime.

His resistance puts someone in a stupor
Someone suffocates, someone drives him into a megaphone
Someone sells it, and someone poison
And someone invented a wing and takes off with its force!