Lyrics красота красного круга - индиго

lock in elevator doors
like cement sacks we fall into the mine
body merge into a homogeneous mass
like battery spinach
who pays is greedy for life
buzzes fm that we didn't survive
others survived us
as on the notes, on the shelves put liquids
Well, we are "elite", we charge life
I will smear the planet litter
and bold as a slingshot
leave a trace of this dark pattern
where is the line between patches and gameboys
they do not whine before a fight, and after that they do not flap their limbs and keep them silent in the furnace
after all in our country there is little that doctors treat

kill while young
kill while you are young
his maximalism salutes
fiercely swamp, throw in the urn, spit
and merge with saturn brass
the days that dust is covered
sewn into the verdicts of my life
forgotten by everyone but fed up
and from the life of the hoof
on the body of the mark
indigo

I dance in unwashed glass
on a tile yellow, smeared with oil
the helmet will not save the collapse of concrete
you have already died in your soul and your heart is old
backward hybrid of man
on fat leg, slipped - cripple
life compartment will not stand age
maximum 60 fucking years
I'm older, which means wiser
said old cabin boy who had settled with a migraine
and arbitragemen choked with greens
and the result is that the result of all one
hurry - make people laugh
I already laugh, showing his life
However, I know that I did not hurt
even when at thirteen years old was friends with cocks

die while young
kill while you are young
his maximalism salutes
fiercely swamp, throw in the urn, spit
and merge with saturn brass
the days that dust is covered
sewn into the verdicts of my life
forgotten by everyone but fed up
and from the life of the hoof
on the body of the mark
indigo

forgotten by everyone but fed up
and from the life of the hoof
on the body of the mark
indigo