Текст песни voice of loneliness - имя.

When your name is shouted from the crowd, this feeling reminds of something pleasant. In the unhealthy consciousness of the unknown writer, these letters remained in someone’s story, but do not worry, it is useless to fight with this end. Taking a knife from the kitchen and cutting his throat, under a salvo of fireworks everything will return to the beginning: here you were born, then you worked. Oh, this kitchen knife does not seem so sweet! Are you afraid of water? Don't be afraid. Did you forget how a century ago you were dropped into it? Or how, running around the road, it seemed to be the impossibility of funny to keeping up the ball. Rising above, he flew away, however, not as fast as the child’s confused body. Hematomas under the ribs and the penultimate stage of schizophrenia - living in a prosperous family is not entirely safe. The door will not hold this beast for a long time, called as an “exemplary father” in parental meetings. Laughing at abandoned children is funny. It's funny, because you were the same. Running to work, your mother, in a hurry, said, gathering a bag: “I will be by ten”, but you have not heard, and on the clock for a long time for twelve. Do not forget, people die from falling from the stairs.

I still remember how someone shouted my name to me the day before yesterday, and I turned around, standing in front of the entrance to the metro on my native line. Any voice would have been enough so that the story would not happen again, what a pity that they confused my name.