Lyrics Слот - F5

The way out is ... He is somewhere here
    But the legs are supposed to be in glue
It's tin, as it is
    I'm afraid I'm getting angrier
Blind - the silent mirage
    With blind hands
Help me - I'm a character
    Murakami's Sleep Patient

To me at once is empty and narrowly
F5 and reboot

Kicking under the water running into the light
In an empty tonnel
    All barely ... All the days of the week
In pursuit of myself, I lose track ... [My track]
I lose purpose
    Lost goals ... All goals ... purposes.com

Again - tin
The blood froze, the ego system hung
Where are you
My love is a long-closed topic
Nerves - they said no
    Stop the cranes
Strange - everything is like a dream
    but real wounds hurt

Who are you ... playboy or plebeian
Goth or gay, villain, lycee,
Archpriest, Pygmy, Jew to Third Russian
All without restarting death

Kicking under the water running into the light
In an empty tonnel
- I'm at the limit, I'm on the blank ...
In pursuit of myself, I lose track ... [My track]
I lose purpose
- Has sat down on a bank - July, and I have hung up in April
Flight under water ...
- Under this semi-dead water
In the light in the tonnel
- Reboot, reboot
In the pursuit of self
-I keep running after myself
I lose purpose ...
- Restarting ...