Lyrics 5 a.m - Живые мертвецы

And what if neither you nor me have long been gone. We once lay down and went to bed. And woke up already living corpses. We walk the streets, we talk with still living people, we go to school. Always close, but maybe already dead. Do you remember those stripes on my hands? Strips made by a blade. You remember, yes. I remember sobbing your tears. I do not know almost anything, but I'm sure that I'm not indifferent to you. Will there be a man who still roars because I do not need this life anymore? I doubt it. Perhaps, it is more and I do not have it. Perhaps I died then of losing blood. She blinked and was no longer on the lists of the living. And your tears ... After all, you're not a tearful girl to roar because of me. Then I thought so. You're a guy. The guy who knows me all my life. The only true friend. The guy who roared from my unwillingness to live. And it's not worth it, you already know it. You know that hands do not come without a trace from the blade. As soon as the strips became invisible, there was an occasion to make new ones. So when did we die? Perhaps that very night, when our lips unexpectedly touched you? You did not want to, but I was impatient. You could have died from a surprise, and I from the realization of the stupidity of my actions. They died at the moment when you closed your eyes, responding to my sudden impulse and not trying to push me away from myself, pressed to the bed with black sheets, got involved in this stupidity. They died at the moment when they decided to believe that nothing was between us. No kisses, no touches, no emotions of that night.
There are two dead people walking along the streets, who are so stupid that they have not even noticed their own death. Do not notice only that the whole world is not needed at all, when two living corpses are each other.