Lyrics скептический - сельма

I hung the village in me yesterday
And unexpectedly holy has lost value
It turned into mountains from an ordinary soot
Suitable only for pennies
I'm tired of ... stopped giving smiles to throw off
Happiness is outdated, it drags on the ground with a fat lump
Walk on the skin of the blades, but without passes ...
Gradually dressing it in a reddish shroud
Sing me in the selma ... well, sing for me, dear
Sunbushing a heart, not neck vertebrae!
I didn't want to admit, because so disgusting
That my down is also thrown on my throat
And yes, everything is full of love, but disguise, damn it
All of us wants to stay in jams
We are not blind, but there is no soul in us
Recognize beauty in the noise of the factory machine

I see you all ...
I see you all ...
I see you all ...
Although there is nothing to look at ...
I see you all ...
I see you all ...
I see you all ...
In the house of empty hopes ...

The light of the moon illuminates the profile traitors
For the sake of their well -being, a lot of blood is shed
Yes, this world is sick, but everyone dropped their hands
Late at night, the street coughs from cigarette
And he will cry like a selma in the last minutes
There is no fault, but do not care
Selma Start in me, at least at the end
I would like to wait for dawn with you ...
But not fate, only desperate babble remained
A miserable crowd wants to get enough of your death
She drops her saliva with a plentiful stream
While tears torn your throat
And mine at the same time, but no one endures emotions ...
I will hide them again behind the closed door ...
We are not blind, but killing time
In his memory, leaving unnecessary points ...