Somewhere for a few years, I lived in illusions
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Confused in people, fell ill with abuse
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Drowned in relationships, killing a lot of time
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Became a target for her - wearing a collar around his neck
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To get out of captivity - I gave my soul
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For heavy smoke and for this music
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For flat and sharp, for false feelings
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I became a small part of a big art
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Somewhere in the world there is a place
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Where I am always drunk, and you are without clothes
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There the waves caress the sandy abyss
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There comets beat on our hopes
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If I became fire, then you are rain
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You kill me - your tears are lies
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It doesn't hurt me anymore, when will you understand?
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That your love is like a knife to me
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I don't have enough words to describe the emotions
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How to find yourself? |
Even society does not know
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How not to sleep in bottles, to remain who I was
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Never change for cheap filks
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Listen baby
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You are better dressed
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Take your septum out of your nose
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Learn etiquette
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She lied to me about our love
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And who came out of the darkness after that?
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I can't listen to her, I'm waiting, shut up
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Run away from me, to people like you
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Pitfalls, we are beating against the rocks
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Your beauty is all that's left
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She can't live without a soul, we forgot about the main thing
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I always strictly followed our plan
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This dream roams the universe
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I fade away and gradually
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I feel cold all over my body
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With anger I tear down these thin walls
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Mistakes only make us stronger
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Living in the present - not everyone knows how
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A second is like a year, a solid moment
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You leave behind what you sow
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I appreciate every step, every breath, every moment
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Every word has a motive
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About my life - they will not write books
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I'll calm down somewhere in the hospital wards
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It got dark long ago in my dusty room
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Empty bottles on windowsills
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The word love is worth its weight in gold
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For some reason, you and I understood this too late
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We wanted to fly, we wanted to be strong
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I'm still twenty, and life is already blue
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Something is wrong, where could I stumble?
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Maybe the thing is that I could fall in love
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I hope this is all a fucking dream
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We try to live, but we don't live
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My body has cooled down and turned to ice
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Bury me if possible alive
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These people have no purpose
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They like to dream at night in bed
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Weekends drink - on Monday they smolder
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I don't want to live like this, but I know how to do them better
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I once drowned in alcohol too
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For several years, I've been sick of this
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It's not stylish to be drunk
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Thank God for understanding
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I'm somewhere not at the junction of constellations
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Wrote this drunk song
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She reminded me of a field
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Where in flowers we merged with the moon
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I didn't need anyone back then
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I didn't know what a mistake was
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You dragged me to the bottom
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Fortunately, I managed to swim out of it
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We flew high with you
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Wine was dried in the clouds
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That was a long time ago
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In the dark you were my guide
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You are not worth all these verses
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With this song I said to myself stop
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You won't hear more words about yourself
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Album "COLD" - debut book |