Текст песни kislaya vata - запертый трюм

I fall into a million fragments
the rest of me is not long
I'm like a cheap option Raskolnikov
but I can not imagine anything from myself
but pretend that I am the center of the universe
and I have connections in black space and in space.

run to the ear
by the sound waves of your voice
I'll hang a tablet with an imploring request
do not disturb
but the price of my suffering
and not worth a penny
get down to business
again and again
and the heart froze for a long time
there is nothing to beat from the arteries
with a bullet in the neck or chest
consist of fragments that cause extreme pain
but keep going
rejoice at victories
be in sorrow from defeat
life goes on
but you are also
you catch dreams with thin fingers
hands
sleep when I'm too lazy to get out of bed
lazy winter morning
nevertheless, it's time to get up
Do not ruin yourself a priori, my dear friend
and I'll dig up a treasure in you
it will be the world's largest chest
and I will be the richest on this planet
yes what really there, the universe
I will now try to apply a wider measure to clarify the triumph of dimensions

anguish rips off
initially shabby and pale skin
my loneliness is definitely
and exactly exceeds the dimensions of space
I speak from ancient times
too important serious things
hardly audible, well, in a whisper, maybe weakly
because my voice is lost
the wrong side is the throat
I'm traveling in the locked hold of the sea
I am in the desert - an observer of the beautiful truth
by mistake it is called a mirage
but it seemed to me that all this was sincere

I am a healthy patient in the ward
I - decide fate, I'm the executioner
in a white medical gown
and doctors are messengers of death
thirsty for your blood
they crowded at the head of the bed
and poke everything with a scalpel in the throat
insatiously and greedily consider money
tearing at you tooth for tooth
Okay, let's forget about that
I have a record of seventeen zero zero
to the dentist.

I'm loved, I'm betrayed, damn, I was betrayed again
I encoded the entry for the meeting
with your inner world, soul
do not be offended by the cold wind
he is not specifically, he is by nature so
I hate myself, but I defend myself
all points of view of my brain
I'm the same book, it's not written
I'm a movie that is not worth showing in the hall
cinema
a popular actress
that was shot in the same shameful private
video
let's leave it a secret
no one is holy
but we are all waiting for death

but I know why we are close to you
you, like me, do things by impulse
how does the soul ache from anguish
you and I do not become whole anymore,
it is pointless