Ненависть - Депрессия - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This corrodes me, like rust, for six months now, my present past and the future is through the poison of hopelessness through. Somewhere I read that if 40 hours in a row wandering along the street, the depression would leave. Forty hours without sleep. Need to try. This is at least some chance to get out. Otherwise, the thoughts that I am a helpless, useless, mediocre loser - will finally drive me into a corner.

It seems to wander here for ages. And only twelve hours passed. Time becomes viscous and sticky. The ugly spider took everything that I had.

Inside the emptiness. Once I was happy - the sun, rain and snow. Now - even if he comes to the tsunami - I will not notice. As if I had been pierced with analgesics.

Extensive anesthesia of internal organs. There is neither taste nor smell. There is no myself.

How much I wander here. Yes - already twenty -four hours. For a day I walk around the city, like a maniac, in search of joy. Tired. I want to sleep. But - it does not become easier on the soul.

Black thoughts swarm in the head - like a mucous ball of worms, corroding consciousness.

God, how tired I am. Tired of living. Wait. Tolerate. Believe and fight. Tired. Don't want. How can? You need to put the end to all this. It's simple. You just need to take one step.

Thirty -six hours without sleep. In this state - you can disconnect right on the go. The main thing is not to fall asleep. Not a minute. Not a second. Otherwise, everything is on Smark. I can't stand it. Even for this I do not have enough strength. What is the insignificance. If now - all my feelings were evenly distributed by the human race - on earth would probably not have a single smile.