Адаптация - Про Небо
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The ceiling of the ceiling that is not like the sky
The air smells of plastic behind a broken window is nothing visible
At night, the population dreams of nightmares of TV shows
They also sweat stars and fall down their heads
In the morning we all need to go to work again
Seven days a week without the right to rest and without break
People they like ships each have their own port of postscript
Years like worms crawl over the bumming of memories
In humus, we fill up the pockets at the crossing
Recall those who have become silence in a brutal field

Childhood it was so that now you can’t tell the current
Nobody will believe in bitches and who needs it
Photo in which you are 3 years old and near Mom
Remember, tell me at least a word and better, be silent so you need

School 10 years from call to call and the latter was like
I got that you have already kicked you under the ass and walk
To the will on the wide expanse and all the horizon seemed
Near and even found the one who became your brother

The sky they linked the sky
The sky they linked the sky

It is stupid to talk about the topic alive rock and roll or not
Fuck me and this is a little easier to live without loading
Then watching how some divide the grandmas and others
Believe that you can return something back and it hurts me

See this drunk this shit these boring faces of the people
Nearby, realizing every day that they can no longer wake up
It’s late to talk about love after a thousand years of selfless
Shame worshiping the rubbish rebel from the devil's dust

The sky they linked the sky
The sky they linked the sky

Somewhere on a distant planet, probably there is still someone who
Remembers the times from which nothing is left here
It’s a pity although you regret the blasphemy and for what if so
It turned out that ultimately he fucked themselves

Sometimes we even hang out and if we have arrogance
Then we ask because they don’t take this by force
Everyone wants happiness for himself unlimited happiness and of course
For nothing, but the fact is that this has never happened here

The sky always lynching the sky here
The sky always lynching the sky here

True, she either is or not get used to staying
Whole no matter what the evil dogs howl
Remember here not everything is sold, but everything has a price
Tomorrow you and I will no longer believe tomorrow

In the morning someone will bask and someone freezes but everything
In vain evening will wash off the paint from the canvas and only remain
Spots in a round dance Valkyrie you will spin in free
Fall because there is no strength to look at that

On how the sky is lying to watch how the sky is lying
Watch how the sky is lying just watch

The wind disheveled his hair ventilated and cleaned his brains
The soul from past illusions has nothing left
Songs are SOS radio waves to all ends
Sveta vocabulary fly in the hungry broadcast

Civilizations but other worlds will not decide to intervene, they will pass
Past and stay on one with us in our cesspool
The pit turned the planet into a continuous wound and steel
Salt, but why are we lucky why we still have

Sky
Sky...