Письмо от Зодиака - Доктор, Доктор
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Tell the good doctor
What is there in your piece of paper?
In a nationwide shirt
Everything is aching with me

And walls every year
They become stronger
And it seems a week
I'm sleeping for four days

And there
Outside, cities are burning
The uprising sings
And no one
Who is in the epicenter of fire
He will not die

Hospitals abandoned
The factories are abandoned
And the years are dying
Nobody enters the house

Doctor, good doctor for you
Probably warms the soul
Watch how I am aging
And splash after glass

Nobody
Of those who burn at home
Doesn't know the way back
Will not be able to open this door
Never

Doctor, doctor, die
So naturally, easy
As you understand that for a long time
I forgot to breathe
You will never know
My smallest secret
That mirror glass
Does not miss sound and light

My
The doctor will prescribe an injection,
Haloperidol
And peace
The uprising can sleep
Until morning

Tell the good doctor
When will they let me go?
No edge of my sadness
Limit and end
And behind the glass is possible
You have skin problems
There is no voice and maybe
No body and face

Doctor, doctor, die
So naturally, easy
As you understand that for a long time
I forgot to breathe
You will never know
My smallest secret
That mirror glass
Does not miss sound and light