Монолог - Мэдисон Монтгомери - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

“I am a child of the second millennium. Generation Y; born between AIDS and the September 11 terrorist attack. We are called the generation of globalists. They are considered selfish and spoiled. They say this is because nowadays children are celebrated for their mere birth. Or maybe because modern technology allows us to eat and fart for the whole world to see. But it seems that our main distinguishing feature is numbness, indifference to the world and pain.

I definitely tried to get rid of feelings: sex, drugs, alcohol. Just not to suffer. Forget about her mother and bastard father, the press, all the guys she loved unrequitedly. Even when I was raped, two days later I was already sitting in class. It hurts after this. Most people have suffered all their lives, and I’m like, “Can we have a smoothie?”

I would give anything just to feel pain again, to suffer. Thanks to Fiona Jr. and her greenhouse. The type of the dead has privileges - you can not care about warnings. When I drank one brown liquid, my nipples tingled for a moment, but apparently this was self-hypnosis, I drank the entire bottle and didn’t make a damn thing. I tried the eyes of a newt, the wings of a fly, and in the end, I stopped looking like Marilyn Manson.

The bottom line is this, I don't feel a damn thing. Absolutely nothing. It seems to us that pain and suffering are the worst things. This is wrong. Could there be anything worse than this eternal silence inside? I used to not eat for days, and sometimes I would overeat and put my fingers in my mouth. Now, no matter what I swallow, this hole inside cannot be filled. I can't do this anymore. I think I'm going crazy. Something needs to be done."