Lyrics Lira - 04 - Дарлинг
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Припев:
В глазах безнаказанных, я вижу правду
Микрофонные мембраны и учебник алгебры.
Ты не умеешь удивлять,
Да это и не надо
Я все равно приду, только после 2-х.
Выбросить, выкинуть, искоренить, уничтожить
Уложить, упаковать, как будто ничего и не было.
Ты все равно не обернешься. На это способна только я.
Свой потенциал утолить чем попало.
Бумажные настораживают. Мысли повисшие.
Собрать и собраться за 45 минут.
Мимикой стремимся подчеркнуть недостатки
В закладках определенно ты, но на 4-м месте.
8 как сквозь пальцы
Месяц, чтобы реализовать себя полноценно.
Теряешь, находишь, понимая безвыходность ситуации
Отныне понедельник - мой любимый день.
В омут с головой. Ради хорошего повода.
Если уволят. То скорее нас обоих.
Размянулись при выходе. Выходцы из одних стен.
Видимо мой автобус идет не на Университет.
2 куплет:
Все насмарку. Сама знаю, что добиться нечего
Только сохнут губы, и теряю дар речи.
Дорога домой…Опечатаны» и одиноки
Мечты отвратительны как никогда.
Никто никому ничего не обещал
И ничего не должен.
Значит обыденность, значит привиделось.
Глупости, да и никто не в курсе. Отпустив в общество.
Зря морочаясь, изнывая в незнании.
В дневниках, не вникали
И ни одной подписи
В тетради
Максимум формальные записи.
Бесполезные графики, построенные с искренностью
На кафеле только красивая обертка от горькой истины.
Chorus:
In the eyes of unpunished, I see the truth
Microphone membranes and algebra textbook.
You do not know how to surprise,
Yes, this is not necessary
I still come, only after 2.
To throw out, to throw out, to eradicate, to destroy
Lay, pack, as if nothing was.
You still will not turn around. Only I can do this.
Its potential to quench than horrible.
Paper guards. Thoughts dangling.
Collect and collect in 45 minutes.
Mimics strive to emphasize the shortcomings
In bookmarks you are definitely, but in 4th place.
8 as through fingers
Month to realize yourself fully.
Losing, you find, understanding the hopelessness of the situation
From now on, Monday is my favorite day.
In a whirlpool with a head. For the sake of a good reason.
If you get fired. It's more like both of us.
They were mentioned at the exit. Natives of one wall.
Apparently my bus is not going to the University.
2 verse:
All of a sudden. I myself know that there is nothing to achieve
Only my lips dry, and I'm speechless.
The road home ... Sealed "and alone
Dreams are disgusting as ever.
Nobody promised anything to anyone.
And nothing should.
Means everyday life, then it was a dream.
Nonsense, and nobody knows. Let go into society.
In vain foolishly, languishing in ignorance.
In the diaries, they did not understand
And not a single signature
In the notebook
Maximum formal records.
Useless graphics, built with sincerity
On the tile is only a beautiful wrapper from bitter truth.
In the eyes of unpunished, I see the truth
Microphone membranes and algebra textbook.
You do not know how to surprise,
Yes, this is not necessary
I still come, only after 2.
To throw out, to throw out, to eradicate, to destroy
Lay, pack, as if nothing was.
You still will not turn around. Only I can do this.
Its potential to quench than horrible.
Paper guards. Thoughts dangling.
Collect and collect in 45 minutes.
Mimics strive to emphasize the shortcomings
In bookmarks you are definitely, but in 4th place.
8 as through fingers
Month to realize yourself fully.
Losing, you find, understanding the hopelessness of the situation
From now on, Monday is my favorite day.
In a whirlpool with a head. For the sake of a good reason.
If you get fired. It's more like both of us.
They were mentioned at the exit. Natives of one wall.
Apparently my bus is not going to the University.
2 verse:
All of a sudden. I myself know that there is nothing to achieve
Only my lips dry, and I'm speechless.
The road home ... Sealed "and alone
Dreams are disgusting as ever.
Nobody promised anything to anyone.
And nothing should.
Means everyday life, then it was a dream.
Nonsense, and nobody knows. Let go into society.
In vain foolishly, languishing in ignorance.
In the diaries, they did not understand
And not a single signature
In the notebook
Maximum formal records.
Useless graphics, built with sincerity
On the tile is only a beautiful wrapper from bitter truth.