| The neon demon doesn't sleep, it grabs by the neck | 
| Take off everything, but leave jewelry | 
| A rotten heart as a target | 
| I'm a crazy white man, hand feed them | 
| And I don't know how to be | 
| But there are moves left to just leave | 
| Or just kill | 
| I turn off the phone, I fly into Beatlo | 
| And I will remember my name | 
| I don't believe in you or in any ridiculous show off | 
| You are an actress, but without a film | 
| Do not dust your heart, and so full of abundance | 
| Surprise me, because it seemed to me that you differ only in a bunch of different surnames | 
| It's so hard to run to nowhere and look for your sun | 
| All fatalism is a search for oneself for the sake of new emotions | 
| I hide from the light and pale like phosphorus | 
| Comets around us, you reach for the stars | 
| All phrases are just nails hammered into pride | 
| Try to leave, but believe it's too late | 
| Scarlet lips will lie again | 
| We won't be able to accept them | 
| New people, but I'm drowning | 
| Among the dead embraces and | 
| In the abyss of unnecessary preludes, unnecessary people like me or you | 
| They want live feelings, but their hearts are still dead | 
| (take off) Take off my reservation | 
| Give me warmth-oh-oh | 
| (fuck your house) | 
| To hell with your house | 
| I'm at fucking zero | 
| (fucking no-o-ol) | 
| Skinny bitch, take my reservation off | 
| Take your measurements, tailor | 
| After all, we can not return with you | 
| (we can't come back with you-oh-oh) | 
| You are such a fucking goldfinch that the kids tried to fill you up | 
| She spins ropes from you to hang herself on them | 
| Fucks with others, because there is nothing to catch | 
| You don't do anything, doing is harder than talking | 
| She dived in shit for you, now she's floating, look | 
| Look and Conquer | 
| Your tower for two fell apart over time | 
| What kind of son, if all the local shits slept with you, | 
| And I'm the main local bullshit, and for my purposes to repeat | 
| It's just fucking between us, fuck off, many people wanted to conquer me, | 
| And your ass obviously loses to many | 
| And it's probably on fire. | 
| Forget me, friend, I believe in my deeds and will be faithful to them- | 
| This is an oath of allegiance to the idea on blood | 
| When doubts enter your head | 
| I have the patience not to lose | 
| We feed our demons, and the demons hurt- | 
| Dishonest barter | 
| In heaven they only talk about the sea, suck it off with your love song | 
| On the heavenly charts | 
| Today my booking is the most important factor | 
| Today my reservation is the most honest author, | 
| And tomorrow everything we believed in will fucking disappear | 
| So my last hope is a farce | 
| Scarlet lips will lie again | 
| We won't be able to accept them | 
| New people, but I'm drowning | 
| Among the dead embraces and | 
| In the abyss of unnecessary preludes, unnecessary people like me or you | 
| They want live feelings, but their hearts are still dead | 
| (take off) Take off my reservation | 
| Give me warmth-oh-oh | 
| (fuck your house) | 
| To hell with your house | 
| I'm at fucking zero | 
| (fucking no-o-ol) | 
| Skinny bitch, take my reservation off | 
| Take it all off you filthy tailor | 
| After all, we can not return with you | 
| (we can't come back with you-oh-oh) |