Lyrics Wolfigo - Паранойя.

As one person said, break down the walls of problems.
Lost not a century, but only one day
But what if the fight is lost?
Fight equals life. Layer under the knives. Lie down.

I already caught paranoia, called zero three
At night in bars, I'm a stranger, I howl at them
I confuse reality and dream, in a drawn look
Flaws in curved geometric progressions

The genius inside died, hanged himself
I'm not going up, not down. And along the stairs
When the blood flows in the opposite direction
Check if? Justified. A stroke through the veins

In the vacuum of the room, he screamed wildly creating silence
Hush, well ?! There is no way to lower your hands even lower.
And there they tick, the remains of a chronograph on the wall,
Diluting the background in chorus of seconds ...
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I dissipated into steam
Soaring against the background of the moon
Quite whining
My guide rubbed his sneakers to the holes, and sobbed
From the length of the path that I have chosen. At random.
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I haven't shed a tear since the plastic dinosaurs
When I put this one under a table lamp
It melted, the smoke smoothly entered the eyes
Plus, I was not covered with godzilla chemistry ...

Everything is wrong, the settings device fails properly.
Nonsense. I breathe worse through my nose, and the breath is so strange
I thought I would become an athlete, or a pop esthete.
But all these thoughts have sunk somewhere, I suspect ...

I keep in mind the tea plantations made in China
Perennial invigorates the taste buds thoroughly
And cigarette smoke scatters against the walls
Rooms are unfinished. In spring, the taste will become more tart

Things are good. Here the result is clear even without pauses
Powdered, lit, walked away, denting the floor
I've dropped words a hundred times
But the words cannot be raised back by damkrat.