Fewer thoughts on my sheets
They got to me with difficulty, and the ardor did not die
Changing your mind with smoke and alcohol
I changed the environment of people with whom it is not convenient
I'm not empty, but far from perfect
Like any of us, he made mistakes in decisions
But someone forgave, gave the type another chance
Like, don’t screw it up, like only here and now.
Time is ticking, and we are only watching
We are afraid to take a step forward, but still dream
About something new, about something beautiful and necessary
It may be a man, but there is another need.
I broke my forehead while stepping on the same rake
It seems everything is fine, but somewhere "damn" is robbed
Simple to horror, hi 2013
Again in that order, all the secrets burned.
"I'm not good at higher math
Not serious, but not like a fool
The doors are closed, I do not let inside those
Who prevents me from collecting Rubik's cube.
Let there be no physical progress
But the head is in order, dope said bye
There are enough seats for everyone in my concert hall
Putting my life together like a Rubik's cube. "
I'm tired of wandering the city trails
After all, for a long time there is nothing new on them
And everyone is running away from here, too harsh
The only thing I will leave here is my epaulettes.
And I don’t know what will happen to me tomorrow
Again in the puddle I will fall face down, or on my feet I will become
I was wrong, but nobody needs it
Have you left my life? I'm just glad.
Created a maze of emotions, Michael Scofield
And find my place here, found strength
To be imprisoned is my will, or rather a decision
And the verses on the walls will be my cliche.
On hand incomprehensible formulas, arrows, letters
I twist a cube in my hands, in it are my words, deeds
And every move too fragile
But I collect further so as not to become a corpse.
