27.09.2020
And who're we to each other?
There's no one anywhere like you
And my mind flies again only to you
And who're we to each other?
You and me have long forgotten
Who're we to each other now?
Who will understand now how we loved?
Give me faith in myself I can't sleep again,
My eyes are tired again, and it's spring outside
I'm sorry but I forgot to tell you something
I quit, but you still don't want to come back
And what should I do now or fly to you,
You won't open the door you're used to being patient.
A whip of two hands and we're warmer.
Yes, apparently I'm sick with this
I'll simply forget and become easier
But your heart keeps asking for help.
You say it's a habit,
when drunk write in PM again
Tell me why, tell me why again?
I'm so tired of playing I want to sleep well,
Alone and without you in my head,
But it's another sleepless night and I'm calling you
There's no one anywhere like you
And my mind flies again only to you
And who're we to each other?
You and me have long forgotten
Who're we to each other now?
Who will understand now how we loved?
Give me faith in myself, give me an incentive.
Friends change time, but you didn't leave me
Forgive me for my infidelity and for my nerves
You taught me to write about love, vixen
I need inspiration as I need air
If the music doesn't warm up, then it's too late.
The salt water of the sea will wash away grievances in waves
Saves tears where bridges are made.
Where the stars don't go out
Where time be near like a desert of sand.
No one won't tell you to go out of his(er) heart
Where memory for two is rings on our fingers.
That truth, that spark of eye to eye.
Just love and with happiness fly to heaven
Just stay at the end station
To love each other and frozen in a dance
Just feel me
I haven't changed the lock,
And you know the key to my heart forever
Just warm heart to heart
I so want to look in your eyes
But we're not together after all
And we have nowhere to go
There's no one anywhere like you
And my mind flies again only to you
And who're we to each other?
You and me have long forgotten
Who're we to each other now?
Who will understand now how we loved?
10.06.2020
On the final chords
Six minutes for the final chord.
These notes are slipping away.
It is unlikely that a world has as many sad notes as I have in my songs
And if this town gets sick with us, it'll be five minutes.
And from the balcony will fly a body and lend on the wires of the streets.
I conduct the heat, but the heat is not the same,
When the temperature is below 42! You fool!
After 240 seconds-no one will remember,
What am I up to, even though I've made so much noise?
Ambulance rushes at full speed through the streets.
I beg: do not shout that you’re sad because I’m reality you’re so happy that I’m dead.
Three minutes. This moment is exciting for you!
The accident was not accidental.
Surround me, as the crowd - go along with everybody.
Tears don't color you. Don't try!
Not even worth it.
Sixty seconds. Seventh floor.
To tears of delight - one step, just smile.
There's so many sad notes playing in these songs.
Before eyes life ends.
On the closing chords
My space falls to Earth, becomes someone else's game.
Let's assume for a moment that sooner or later
The fullness of feelings will become emptiness.
On the closing chords
My space falls to Earth, becomes someone else's game.
Let's assume for a moment that sooner or later
The fullness of feelings will become emptiness.
The shards will not give up again
How much heat has been wasted in me.
Eyes hid in the void!
His feet, accustomed to the station store.
I swore I'd quit, but again, here I am.
Jump, deprived of sanity. Shock in the head.
Throw the parachute in your sleep.
Burned feelings. Intricate. Gone nowhere.
I won't forget! Never forgive. Never!
Reason to take off. Blindness. Full of betrayal.
Act like everything is normal. Time flies, and I become its new prisoner.
Seventh floor, height. One moment.
Everything that was created for hearts is gone
.
Sixty seconds.
It is unlikely that the people will notice how the madman flew out of the window.
City will play sad notes for us.
On the closing chords.
On the closing chords
My space falls to Earth, becomes someone else's game.
Let's assume for a moment that sooner or later
The fullness of feelings will become emptiness.
On the closing chords
My space falls to Earth, becomes someone else's game.
Let's assume for a moment that sooner or later
The fullness of feelings will become emptiness.
02.06.2018
Не заводись
Просаженные мысли в голове ни о чём,
И сразу ты заводишься от одной спички.
Все мои вещи в сумке через плечо,
Я еЗнаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Да, мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Знаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Да, я грёбанный (непонятно), грёбанный псих
Но ты просишь - вернись
Нах** этот цирк?
На лице ноль эмоций
Всё что было - было и фиг с ним
У тебя безлимитный доступ
Ко всем моим перепискам
Детка, каждый день всё по кругу
Каждый шаг под контролем
Исчезают мои подруги
Под чужими именами в телефоне
Даже те, кто случайно год назад
Мне писал о том, как я круто жил.
Словно это повод лишний раз
Подловить мой взгляд
И сказать о том, что я - сволочь
Надоело постоянно убеждать тебя в обратном
Детка, успокой свой обезбашеный характер
Знаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Да, мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Знаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Да, я грёбанный (непонятно), грёбанный псих
Но ты просишь - вернись
Нах** этот цирк?
Многим не подходит моё резюме
Разумеется, нам так много нужно суметь
Стаями летим на юг
В траликах ночных ищем уют
Ты сумасшедшая, я не гоню
Стой, стой, стой, нам так не везло
Весь мир ненавидит без слов
С теми всё не то, и с этими не то
Всё переплетено, ты - нет, а я смог
Смог улыбаться с лицо
Падать в грязь, вставать ещё
Смог как-то так всё равно
Снова попасть на этот крючок
Знаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Да, мы опять на те же грабли папапапапа
Знаешь, мне нечем тушить, так что не заводись
Это фирменный стиль - от**бать мне мозги
Да, я грёбанный (непонятно), грёбанный псих
Но ты просишь - вернись
Нах** этот цирк?
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