Текст песни Иллюзия наших идеалов - Я вернусь...

I hang on a string like a ball, all alone
I'm looking forward to a word, that's enough, damn it
There is no voice, no hearing, no sense of rhythm
A fly flew past, scored on me
Didn't even ask how I was
I didn’t follow it, here’s a beast ...
On on ... here's the brute ... on on ...
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I kept on hanging by a thread, all alone
This is my own mistake, damn it
And I will give an order from above, and you will fulfill
Or you’ll immediately go into denial, you don’t even look
Who gives it to you, and with what pretext
It grows in my head, and again soon ...
It will reach you, if it does not kill you, then it will be like it anyway ...
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I'm hanging, I don't notice
All my life goes by and I miss
"And I'm sick of hanging, I'm tired of it"
- My soul yelled at me
And I will break down the other day
And fall into flowers
If you're lucky then
But no, so into the bushes
Well, worse on asphalt
Then I'll kill myself
And they will never remember
But I'll be back ...
What is not needed?
Well, okay
But I'll be back, not for you, but for fun
I'll get it, trochie trochie trochie glory
I will rise to high awards
I will fall, on the sharpened rocks
I'll crash, and all over again
I'll be back...
I'll be back...
I'll be back...
I'll be back...
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I'll be back...