Lyrics O-Man - Нет выхода

But will not find a way out
Will not get out of here never

To the world of antsympathy -
Deep apathy
The joy of life has lost -
Raise to bury it

You found entrance from the street
Reverse Exit - Suicide
Dogs blown out
Going a camp in a circus

And I don't tell me no decent stories
Sori, do not go to silence with grief,
Standing at Lukomorya
You always wait for your second choice
In case the days never come
And not forgotten, in the head of thought alone
How would it be back here, you too, and I'm on him ..

I will tell you a fairy tale at night
How terribly leaves red paint
Will find his remnants when there will be no us here ..
Don't go in the dark, you can not see next to your shadow
You won't see how your last day comes
Walking in the footsteps you find out that there is no other

Do not feel at night morning, waiting for you
Observe the air with tears, it will be more thick, (e)
Climbing smoke rings from the shadow under the ceiling of the growth, sometime alive and growing up ..

Written story many years ago was at all ..
Maybe this writing is specifically specified:
The heroes were burned in a raincoat
This is fawn
Forcing to flee yourself,
Taking with you just a couple of things

Everything comes back like water with rain on the ground .. in the bar even a bit shakes the hall
Let's wait seven times, any thing breaks, you need to prevent everyone
Buyer let him collect himself
Quietly waiting in the rain autumn
Morning comes, comes out of shadow
If you do not figure out your nutroike as a variety of plants
Anyway, somehow still, I slept at home all day, and
The evening came, but without money - a slacker, right?

Teleker stelite advertising
In fact about the main
It will be hard to live without lamps
They are turned off smooth

Where the wind and Nara
Doo not veterans
Money - not terminals
Dinar Food
Nothing at all but life
People saw morals
Would you like injuries?
We are legalized - lie down
In order, the cat's kidnappers we ..
Missed the stage you
Allowed and descended like troubles

Nothing can not be returned, nothing can be corrected, otherwise everyone would be perfect ..
But you can remember and leave here,
thereby leaving the perfect world

Hide in lies by conquering floors
Give yourself life, repeat, show
Put under the knives, do not burn, while alive
Sweat drip, liquid, it is reef from cars

On the sharper spear like me
Blood collected like poison
High on the edge like a hawk
And again my brandy

And you, as a man, threw everyone, but knew what did
Now, "man," Daeda Obadka of his body
In this hole, sadness was sideling with you
There, let them play a hide and seek - they will take a shot
Found evidence in a notebook - arrows on you
While everyone thinks that everything is in order -
The body is driven by chalk

There is no way out, it was not
And everything in a circle, there was only an entrance,
and the choice and then we are not provided
Then it was not yet, it was generally in a dream,
It goes tight as a narrow water supply ..
Strange world...

Loge wait when you see your street
From the height where you will be carried out
There will be a court
There and decide - up, down, or stay here,
Ghost to understand the essence
Only occasionally accepted

Everyone says, but only units have something to say
Everything looks, but only the units produce impression
Should not be something, but something seemingly
Tied to the ball, appreciated