Wolfigo - Паранойя.
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As one person said, break the walls of problems.
Lost not a century, but only one day
But what to say if the battle is lost?
The battle is equal to life. Layer under the knives. Lie down.

I already caught paranoia, called zero three
At night in the bars of Noah, a fight on them
I confuse reality and sleep, in a drawn look
Flaws of curved geometric progressions

Genius inside died, hanged
I'm not going up, not down. And along the stairs
When blood flows in the opposite direction
Do you check? Justified. The veins are stroke

In the vacuum of the room, I yelled wildly creating silence
Hush, well?! There is no way to lower even below the hands.
And there they tick, on the wall the remains of the chronograph,
Diluting the background with a chorus of seconds ...
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I scattered into steam,
On the background of the moon
Enough to whine
My guide Ister sneakers to holes, and sobbed
From the length of the path that I chose. At random.
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I have not dropped tears since the dinosaurs of plastic
When put this under a table lamp
He melted, smoke got into the eyes smoothly
Plus, I was not covered by Hilo with chemistry Godzilla ...

Everything is not so, the settings apparatus gives a failure properly.
Nonsense. I breathe worse with my nose, and breathing is so strange
I thought the athlete will become, or aesthetic estrus.
But all these thoughts have sunk somewhere, I suspect ...

I keep in the thoughts of the plantation of tea, Made In China
Perennial invigorates taste receptors carefully
And cigarette smoke dissipates against the background of the walls
Rooms without finishing. In the spring, the taste will become more tart

Everything is fine. Here and without pauses, the result is clear
Ground in powder, lit, walked away, decorating the floor with a dent
I dropped the words one hundred times
But do not raise words back.