Lyrics Гущ - Личка

And I so wanted to make them happy
We once were, the memory holds with force
As a baton passed on the relay
What is not accepted now with them
The lines were interwoven once, tearing them terribly
I wrote about them, but they did not care anymore.
One is almost married, pretends to be happy
The other is lonely with all her passion.
Vkontakte sometimes visit the page
The second at will, the first, rather, out of habit.
I do not even remember anything about the one about the first
The second one erased it, becoming my universe.
But too, she left with time, just did not believe
Or I did not believe. Although it does not matter, probably
The fate of a bitch, I'm getting used to starting
Though all the same I cry, as the offended boy

At the broken trough itself broken,
I suffocate with grams, choking with liters
Sometimes in the evenings I think, how are you there
No, I do not miss, I just do not have enough
On your place, there is no one to put
Finally, I made myself live,
From the boredom of the minus I sink, you heard, I know.
what will happen next with us,
Stumbled, little blind kittens
We would be close, but that's just whether it is necessary
I'll go out into the garden, I'll smoke, I'll think about it.
Once again I will tell myself forget it
I'll go back, open the notebook, write these lines
Having once again experienced the stories that from the summer I remembered
My pain is gone, nothing is left
Just like you, that autumn, began to turn into a memory.
And if I wrote down what I wrote originally
Then you would ahue, I answer.

Unnecessary people merge themselves, your words
I still have not merged, what does it mean then?
Announce once a month, divorce your feelings
These moments became more expensive to me than the pulse
I bought an original that would mock at myself
Tell me: did you hurt those pictures to delete ah?
You're not icy, you're not empty in your chest.
Just like I remember everything with sadness.
The god that is inside of you - he is not God at all
God must answer, but this one only asks questions
I pacified my, you helped your care
Now there is a thundering silence in me, the emptiness shines
Buddha did not teach not to become attached, he taught to be independent
From what I'm attached to, I taught to be pure.
Be strong, baby, please
Forgive me for my oddities, for these extremes