RaMIRO feat. Dzewan - На глубине
текст песни

Yes, I'm at the bottom
Among the sunken frigates
Give me answer
Where does this river flow?
In your window
Joy and celebration again
But happiness is not under our control
After all, it serves as ballast
In an atmosphere of scandals
We crashed on the rocks
Everyday life is driven under the skin with this pain
We cut destinies
We are being judged, in essence, by being crucified.
Hand on the sheets, I'm running in the footsteps
That wild melancholy while the whiskey is crushing
Let my soul out, it's stuffy here
Silence stabbed
Nerves are like springs
Targets in sight-on-target mode
The placebo effect, my panacea
Cooling and smoldering
Wild time, the pace is faster
The arrows are sharper, the world is colder
Stop this conveyor
Yes, I'm at the bottom
Among the sunken frigates
Give me answer
Where does this river flow?
In your window
Joy and celebration again
But happiness is not under our control
After all, it serves as ballast
This slow smoke
The stupid essence of melodrama
Die young
Drowning in the stories of your native quarter
Burst into the past with a cold stream
Rip off your clothes with electric shocks
Get tired and forget yourself and again, like a bird
Rise to the sky, fall and crash
I remember those faces
The beds were made in hopes of families
But we ran aground, the carousel carries us
Tipsy, autumn bobsleigh
Everything is like in a dream, neon light
Blinding eyes, noise of the corridor
Pain burns patterns under the skin
Quarrels, scandals, tracks cursors
Yes, I'm at the bottom
Among the sunken frigates
Give me answer
Where does this river flow?
In your window
Joy and celebration again
But happiness is not under our control
After all, it serves as ballast
Yes, I'm at the bottom
Among the sunken frigates
Give me answer
Where does this river flow?
In your window
Joy and celebration again
But happiness is not under our control
After all, it serves as ballast