Текст песни proЭкт Ы - судьба наркомана

wt: dm c g

dm b c g

the day opens me again
I look at everything as if through a prism
i'm tired of life i would get away from myself
but my fate is very capricious

dm c g

the sun's beam blinds me
my hands are ready for trouble
my desire transcends talent
and the face is already burning with pain

dm c g

a cold sweat appeared again
my legs are almost numb
and tired eyes look back to sleep
and my demise is already visible

b c f

but here's a dry hoarse mouth
words crawl in and out
I beg your pardon from God now
b c a
and all the excuses again out of place