Lyrics Nibraska - Вечный механизм

Well, somehow I didn’t wonder, my chariot without wheels.
And, as before, I could not sleep, and now I can’t sleep without wheels.
Break into the third and can’t sleep,
By a knitting needle on temples and eyelashes, addiction pokes.
She has little power. The eye sockets are hollow.
In the bucket the plastic is smoking
From the part, I'm a member.
and go through the casting, taking a place in the table,
or, blowing, put a bolt on the neck of ambition? -
Our brand ...
Slam my collarbone.
Our song is shit -
Stoke of disturbed diction.
In my eyes I’m a thorn
and perception is gathering dust.
Cardinal image
He will write you as a friend
Drastically
your coordinates have flown
If in the silence of the room the resident burns you
Ordin must be given -
who did not let in a plumbum.
The clock is ticking in my head
Penumbra nods in every way
torn wild onslaught
the foil sparkles, and the watch is ticking ...
The eternal mechanism - the clock is ticking ...
I'm not in a hurry down. the clock is ticking ...
On a raft or ford?
The column "participants" I click.
Pass?
Not. Coming.
And only the clock is ticking ...
The clock is ticking ...
The clock is ticking ...
Pass?
Not. Coming.
And only the clock is ticking
Stone Eurydice ...
Wild, screaming, giving signals "sos",
But they are not visible behind the glare.
I have an eternal neurosis
And I slouched shoulders
I promise you a muzzle
And blasphemy - in the oncoming traffic.
Bullet in my forehead - to perpetuate, like Kurt
To peel the skin alive - I am guaranteed success.
Only my inner world is crippled to dick
And I simply have nothing to attract your attention with.
The eternal mechanism - the clock is ticking ...
I'm not in a hurry down. The clock is ticking ...
On a raft or ford?
The column "participants" I click.
Pass?
Not. Coming.
And only the clock is ticking ...
The clock is ticking ...