Текст песни FAVELEV CVAVEL - Не Спеша

I'm sick of seeing the faces of those people
With interests up to cars, dope and whores
I'm tired of seeing this gimp
With everyday dick and I try to fly away
And I'm trying to fly away
Find yourself in that gray pit
Choose the right door
I try to smile, really
But there is no reason now

True longing made me resign
Less a childhood dream, plus lost ambition
You didn't try to take a step, because everything will fit anyway
Mortgage, loan focus and you are over thirty long ago
Did you live for this?
Did you dream about it?
Wake up with you in the morning my worst nightmare
I can't close my eyes, cover my ears so I don't hear voices
PM is open in social networks
Plus an open shower

And I breathe in slowly
Clean air or anasha
I don't care for a long time
Little girls

So little comfort around
Four cooking zones are open
We will never see you again
We will never see you again
All I have to do now is click a lighter
But you really want the smoke to go to your chest again
The time is far past midnight
The burden is heavy and the position
That once they prophesied to me unattainable
I drown these thoughts in liters of vodka and gin
And all those lips that were once mine
Have long been whispering a word about love to others
Outside the window, autumn and night, on the table indie and scotch tape
There are eight mails in my head, can anyone help?
I really want to go away, roadsides and other blades
Exactly enough, urgent party give me a shorter fire

And I breathe in slowly ...
Clean air or anasha