At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
Chorus: x2
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
I’ll say hello from the dungeon.
Inform the driver
I am that suspicious thing.
What reads his strange couplet.
What this dumb refrain sings.
This is not suicide
This is the very lucky ticket.
So close, at the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
So close, at the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
So close, so close ...
Verse:
You are a rubber body, faded.
To the plasticine world is stuck.
Spin the drum of this Russian roulette,
Or perish choking on a happy ticket.
And the city samurai quietly broadcasts from this stuffy ghetto.
And happiness is in trouble, in olympics, and sneakers.
Here we are three our progressive Vedas.
And again this wild insomnia.
Looks quietly and unscrupulously.
I don’t feel like dying here.
But sometimes it’s so scary to live.
And no, I will never calm down.
When something is pricked in the chest area.
To the clouds straight through the ultramarine.
This train set off.
I practically built a staircase to the sky.
After all, this is my space constructor LEGO.
I divided the previous package into 10 tracks.
So how do you stay human after them?
But nothing, especially on the shanks.
Keep yourself in control, we live, if so.
Living at random, under the weight of shovels.
Digging and digging here is a real underground.
With a radial ring, the most logical end of this trip.
You be a good wanderer, spread your finger at the station.
The one that is open at this time.
But the endless tunnel is crimson.
You will be smeared, as in the photo by a phantom.
They are waiting for us there, they believe in us there.
But sorry, we never get home.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
Chorus:
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
I’ll say hello from the dungeon.
Inform the driver
I am that suspicious thing.
What reads his strange couplet.
What this dumb refrain sings.
This is not suicide
This is the very lucky ticket.
So close, at the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
So close, at the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
At the end of the tunnel, the light is so close.
So close, so close ...
