ced oi - Memento
текст песни

I won't write poems about love
And my eyes are blue, my shoes are old
And no one loves me, but it's not a disaster
If only there was a guitar

I won't smoke, although I really want to
Because I'm lazy, just
Can I have 1 cigarette?
On the way to the tape
Or from the tape
One moment to the song
Motor mounts
Blowing clouds of smoke like a hero on the screens
Or old films
There are noirs, memento
Nolan, for example, or
Clips
Post-punk bands of our time
Smoking culture
And denial of responsibility
Every wall will have a wall fall
But I will continue to sit in her shadow - this is the edge
My endless laziness
But they say, if you want to live, choose
Zurich or Karenin
In short, fuck everyone, fuck society
I follow all the canons of ponk rock
Say “bipolar, loneliness”
But no one is really lonely
Except perhaps God
After all, God is one, and there are many of us
We can keep each other warm by our side
We can help, be close or betray right away
Or we can't, the porcupine's dilemma

“If love, then with the prefix post-post
And if it’s hype, then with the prefix anti-
I hate burnt bridge metaphors.
Only a dead romantic lives in me

I'm already dried up by you, and you still can't get enough
And everything you do is impeccable
I hate bad endings in TV series.
Because the bitch is so vital"

The verse is completely useless and out of place
Neither the village nor the city can be reached
But I'll tell you honestly
Give a fuck about intercourse, relationships
You would know how much I don't give a fuck about all of you
I write, but it's just business
And fuck about money problems
I won't write poems about love
But I would write if I knew how
Make money with poetry
"You are more beautiful than young Robert Smith
And Rachel Goswell
You also listen to their tracks and love Bosch
And Rene Magritte
You warm the air with yourself
And all that shines for me is
Hot bath and toaster included
Bleeding wound - they will give you a ride in an ambulance
And you will dream about you and these corridors
The fences are too high to give a damn
But I'll run away and you'll never know who I am

And in clouds of cigarette smoke
Poisoning yourself with poison
I only look at your back
So as not to meet your gaze
I'm banging my head against a stone wall
Like born to death
She won't stand the pressure
Looks like it was built hastily
And so diligently I will win without participation
Above the sun, you, or directly above happiness?
And it’s enough to go through only half of the walls
So that freedom becomes closer than that captivity
But the stars are best seen from afar
After all, you are more beautiful than young Sherilyn Fenn."
And I don't need anything
No salary, no salary
Here you go for free
Dedicate it to someone maybe
Suitable for almost everyone
Is it difficult for you one day?
Cut off a piece of my nervous system
To the joy of all those
Who would you like to give a gift to?
It doesn't matter man or god
Or scary and a loser
But I don't want anything because I don't give a fuck