Lyrics Письмо от Зодиака - Доктор, Доктор

Say good doctor
What is there in your paper?
In a straitjacket
Everything whines with me

And the walls every year
Getting stronger
And it seems a week
I sleep four days

And there
Cities burn outside
Rebellion sings
And nobody
Who is in the epicenter of the fire
Will not die

Abandoned hospitals
Abandoned plants
And the years die
No one enters the house

You doctor good doctor
Probably warms the soul
Watch how I'm getting old
And droop behind the glass

No one
Of those who burn houses
Does not know the way back
Can't open this door
Never

Doctor, doctor, die
So naturally easy
How do you understand that a long time
Forgot to breathe
You will never know
My smallest secret
What is mirror glass
Does not pass a sound and light

My
The doctor will prescribe an injection.
Haloperidol
And rest
Rebellion can sleep
Until morning

Say good doctor
When will they let me go?
No edge of my sadness
Limit and end
And behind the glass is possible
You have skin problems.
No voice and can
No body and face

Doctor, doctor, die
So naturally easy
How do you understand that a long time
Forgot to breathe
You will never know
My smallest secret
What is mirror glass
Does not pass a sound and light