Текст песни Sever - P.S.

Live to love, being yourself.
Live even for those who will never understand me.
I will fly past the gray cold houses.
Where the lights are on you will find my pain ...
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Come on, go on, live your past
But I can't do this anymore, I'm just sick
from the fact that last day is the same
all the same heart bleeds, all the same lines

I need a doctor, urgently,
I need someone who does not want
tear to shreds
my body
and the one that strongly wants to give birth to a son and a daughter to me
and be with me the rest of the days until the sun burns out

and yet, even once I believed
that I will find love before I find the north
and I do not care that the pain I experienced first,
everything that does not kill me I believe will make me stronger

time does not heal and it is not easier for me
and the opinion of people, everything is also not perfect
I began to look at things easier, and think more often
I walk with my shoulders back, cry, nothing lasts forever

and then I will pay my executioner
let it kill all thoughts, I don't want anymore
look for some meaning, in your eyes and faces
he will do everything quickly, without making him suffer,

scattering the dust of burnt letters through the cities,
Am I not near now? in every rustle of leaves
among deceit, envy, self-interest
you just smile at me, i will live here
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Live to love, being yourself.
Live even for those who will never understand me.
I will fly past the gray cold houses.
Where the lights are on you will find my pain ...
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destroy the dream again, oh echo of bullshit
I lost hope of finding a soul plunging
into a puddle of your illusions, into the horror of your emotions
do you need to believe people? no, to hell with society

let me be superfluous, like a layer of dust on the roof
I will breathe for evil, let it sprinkle with saliva
even though I'm three times cursed, I'm closer to God
I've tried for too long to be the same

everything is as before in this social troupe
it's so hard to find a friend, but so, and so everything is super
have your corner, laptop bowl of soup
and show your teeth so as not to seem stupid

walk in circles, go to clubs
holding another friend's hand
talk about topics that everyone loves
and forget forever what taste of her lips

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Live to love, being yourself.
Live even for those who will never understand me.
I will fly past the gray cold houses.
Where the lights are on you will find my pain ...
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I've tried so many times to find the answer
where to get a needle, and how to mend a heart
where to look for a way out if there is no way out
and why my best friend is the sequencer

breaking your reflection in a puddle
I'll leave the banks along the edge of the obi
there is only me and my headphones are circling
my beat, you can't hear my help

i know everybody give a fuck if i die
my funeral won't get three but
bang so across the country that every asshole in it,
will understand twice that he is in complete shit

her, remember, it makes no sense, there is one shot,
but I'm not enough
put the whole clip in me, it won't hurt me
I do not care