Текст песни Экзема - Сирены

Quiet ringing noise of wheels under the lights
Our whole life is slowly downhill
From the door lock is broken key
Near the eye of a bright future , I 'm staying

Last sip a glass of final
This world was too cruel
Could no longer tolerate the soul
With age, the youth of his regret

All rods are broken handles ended
When proudly showed their weaknesses
And you pray for the duration of dreams
In hysterics razorvёshsya Neglected Debt

Pozhela live again to start over
Drown plunging into the ocean of self-deception
The system is running with a critical error
From birth, look at us greedy smiles

Tears seeing every piece of home
Which has managed to separate all the crazy suddenly
But at night, tossing and turning in a cold window
Not find anything referred to as the home

Sirens of fast cutting night care
Red and blue high-speed tact
Screws back in a needle of morphine
Get the proud title of citizen labor

Let down the people in the mixer now take away fresh
And drink to the bottom of milled bone fragility and hopes
Eyes with sorrow desire to die faster
Garnish with a cocktail in your pleasure

And you plunge into the bottomless laziness and screen
Sinking into unprincipled all evening
Forgetting about the window , and of all that he was
Do not get rid of in the endeavors of the routine boredom

If the world is tired of just glass on the table
Sending streams again fortunately letter
And every time after moaning moan
Remember not to drop the dream come true

Dreaming of a miracle clutching hand into a fist
And life will stretch us a hand and show your darkness
Huddled in a corner long empty walls
Resentful eyes drilling without creating changes

Able to breathe but dead for a long time
When it was against but now it's different
Resigned to the dogs performing their will
Open up your head Hear habits

And now replaced by protests
you're just tired and rotten all
Not finding a slop tank space
All your dreams hide in the darkness

Waiting for the last of the final knock
Curving in a rotten door is closed
In the corridor whirl cold blizzard
Killing you in a world of other sensations

And who thinks that all this is boss
And soon his feet stelyut ladders
When he no longer woke up yesterday
Where in the world you will find a drop of good

Here you are tangled in a web of lies
In this omnivorous brutal routine
Where hopelessness ssypet salt into the wounds
Not waiting for an answer from the window sprygnesh

Cries of sorrow tear membrane
And whom pessimism withered in the aorta
Your will to live - the basis of suffering
Continuous voltage phase of self-deception

Lies sadness loss time
Desire to bang this system
Desire to just die
That all dreams do not light

All the days blend into one as time
And the severity of the pain does not keep the frame
In hysterics atoms beating inside
Each reveals on three

Cell close all our thoughts
And fabulous juice too soon turn sour
Charge is not enough to climb out of the pit
The windows are painted toes we scars

Apathy and laziness everything in our apartment
And never will embrace the world of humanity
Continue to wear the face plaster
All cracks and place scorched butt

Grandfather caught for crying at the thought
That his whole life was so low
That all dreams are not more than the wind
That all life has suffered all his burden

Forces will not be enough to climb the stairs
Only one desire ash break
And smearing mud so not specifically
Leave their footprints on the snow

Together with the fading will to live
Abolished and world events
Are dissolved into nothing
And calm the spirit pressure