та сторона - Капилляры
текст песни

Self -eaters break the capillaries from the inside -
The process regularly absorbed.
Inside your case from personal emotions
From stupid people never.
Everything will not become constant, I tell you
That it was unclearly played inside the contradictions of the ulcer,
But there is no fear
After all, you are still here.
Self -eaters break the capillaries from the inside -
The process regularly absorbed.
Inside your case from personal emotions
From stupid people never.
Everything will not become constant, I tell you
That it was unclearly played inside the contradictions of the ulcer,
But there is no fear
After all, you are still here.
From the inside ... everything whines, and aching, and aching, and
Everything is aching, and aching, and aching.
Something so viscous, with pain in conjunction,
Dripping pus, completely different.
Paranoia. 60 hours without sleep,
I can alone, but I can’t live without us.
You need to catch on something - some kind of sign.
Yes, who, bl*d, knew that I could fall in love like that?
Everyone knows mine - I am not capable of it.
But then what, if I pi ** EC special?
If I am closed by walking manual,
Your outlet, passion, hatred, phobia.
You understand this and remember how our Father.
Soon or very soon everything will be over.
In contrast, I can say only one strictly:
"I am no longer sure that I believe in God."
Chorus:
Self -eaters break the capillaries from the inside -
The process regularly absorbed.
Inside your case from personal emotions
From stupid people never.
Everything will not become constant, I tell you
That it was unclearly played inside the contradictions of the ulcer,
But there is no fear
After all, you are still here.
Oddly enough - you are still here. Truth?
No need to answer. Just shut up, okay?
So the salt in the wounds is no longer placed.
I was so different, but so torn - never.
Having painted the world, I was often stomped
On these colors, stepping on the canvases.
And I predicted: one day we will tolerate the fiasco.
But this is Falstart, he was not ready for him, sorry.
Although I do not really see to forgive the one who is cursed.
All people are far away, I look at them as if in binoculars.
Silence outside the windows, and inside the screams,
And I am trampled by our dream contrary to.
Count what is it - to feel this pain?
To be incomprehensible and in disagreement with you.
It was quite a xp*sometimes new
But no one else will replace you reasonably.
Chorus:
Self -eaters break the capillaries from the inside -
The process regularly absorbed.
Inside your case from personal emotions
From stupid people never.
Everything will not become constant, I tell you
That it was unclearly played inside the contradictions of the ulcer,
But there is no fear
After all, you are still here.
Feel this madness at least once.
Hush than the squeak of mollusk, louder than TU-100 turbines.
Either blinds the distant ones, then lulls the candle with dull light
And all love is just a viscous musk.
I was blown away, I lowered my hands
I'm afraid instead of feelings - one emulsion.
Let me sing. So far, let the pulse not know
I will deceive us, I will be given the meaning of quiet smoked phrases.
The night is so short as to look for medicine,
To respond to glossy eyes and sweat on the temples.
Do not wait in any way, rush in search of yourself.
But no, disconnect again.
This is a fusion of feelings. And I am not me.
And how can I influence the essence of the universe?
And we are only a sound in the airless space.
As if we are not, but I will tell you: "Hello."

Chorus:
Self -eaters break the capillaries from the inside
The process regularly absorbed.
Inside your case from personal emotions
From stupid people never.
Everything will not become constant, I tell you
That it was unclearly played inside the contradictions of the ulcer,
But there is no fear
After all, you are still here