Текст песни MoonKafel - Оригами

The wind has settled in my veins
If you believe, you'll make friends with it.
Stupidly naive children
Believe in miracles,
And I believe in nicotine.
Learning is light, but I'm accustomed to darkness,
After all, any color feels comfortable in it.
I'm everywhere at once, but essentially nowhere,
Unattached doesn't mean free.
I hang under the ceiling
Upside down, upside down
I'm like a blue Winston, painfully simple
Eerily understandable
The artist didn't accept me as a canvas
And the palette post is already taken
It's nice to be a blank slate
But if only someone could fold me into origami.
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
O-oh-oh-oh
Lanterns with cold fingers
They're pulling out my larynx. I'm tired of your damn sanctions
And inhaling kilotons of crap.
If I had free rein, I'd become a photograph
Yellowed in an album, with background music,
You'd be my favorite guest in a cardboard house.
We'd hang out under the ceiling
Upside down, upside down
Smoking Winston, painfully simple
Eerily understandable
The artist wouldn't accept us as a canvas
And the palette post is already taken
A paper T-Rex wags its tail
In your pocket! (O-o-o-o)
(O-o-o-o)
Pocket
O-o-o-o
Pocket
O-o-o-o
O-o-o-o
O-o-o-o
I'm hanging under the ceiling
Upside down, upside down
I'm like a blue Winston, painfully simple
Eerily understandable
The artist didn't accept me as a canvas
And the palette post is already taken
It's not bad for me to be a blank slate
But who would fold me into origami
It's not bad for me to be a blank slate
But who would fold me into origami
It's not bad for me to be a blank slate
But who would fold me into origami
I'm tired of being a blank slate
Fold me into origami