Субурра - Камни
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I am nomaded from the hospital to the hospital in search of a house
The city is filled with persons from whom you can write icons
Borders are closed and cordons are exhibited
This is low, but pretend that we are not familiar

My heart is a coil of barbed wire, a dried hole,
A bottle of Red Staga, dripping to the bottom in someone else's apartment
It is still reduced, but more out of habit, you know
Each person is a room where someone was killed

My love is a flashback from the Far Eastern childhood
Lost person, no need for anyone
She still screams with blood from an open wound, but already less
It's okay, just side effects of a strong remedy

My memory is a stack of fading photos
Familiar corpse with whom you wake up in the morning in bed
The place of the crime where nothing to fix
Huge laundry of bloody spots

My eyes are an old spoiled film projector
How to leave the cinema, how to turn off the light, answer me
Everything that was in a sick lens is to take out of consciousness
As a hero in a clockwork orange, I can't stop seeing it

My life is a slope along the river blindly without
The boat carries in the bone, I lie in it as a captive
Everything ends, which means that this autumn will end
If enough strength, this year should be the last

I will return to you with an uninvited memory
On those days when everything
Remember, it won't get easier
Swim

We are abandoned in a stormy river
Under the black sky of love
Remember, it won't get easier
Swim

I am a familiar trap, familiar rakes
I haven't done everything and what I will not ensure
I am a laughter of a fool, I'm school persecution
I am always wrong and I am forever on the verge

I am a house showing after an explosion
I am a pus stirring again from the abscess
I am a dumb word, I am a chapel made of clay
I make my loved ones again

I am who I didn't want to become
I have been in vain for life for a year
Spinal ice, dead bird
Alarm bells, lousy sign

I am guilty, I am a black mark
Muddy dreams, nausea from pills
Gray days, pile of recipes
The smell of grass and past summer

Waiting for death, ambulance old age
Distant childhood, tickets to Khabarovsk
Gloomy texts unreleased for nothing
Someone's concerts in a drunken zaro

I am the inaccurate fingers of the surgeon
Pain caused by a close friend
The courage with which you become a bitch
Body constraint and circulation of the circle

Ulcassed Ulysses in an empty car
Your best playlist on eternal repeat
Minestic obelisk on the road by the sea
Remember this, forget the rest

I'm raining, I am a blizzard, I'm the white sun
Happy photos on your phone
Amsterdam grass and dust Tarragona
Forget the rest, remember it

I will return to you with an uninvited memory
On those days when everything
Remember, it won't get easier
Swim

We are abandoned in a stormy river
Under the black sky of love
Remember, it won't get easier
Swim