DEADKID - УМЕЮ ТЕРЯТЬ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Reality presses on my whiskey, we will fuck with it in different languages.

The wounds will not heal smoke, I die young.

You are attracted by thirst for becoming clear to everyone, I would understand myself and know that there is a way out of the veins.

In this empty darkness, I drew dreams on them, but not the same.

Thanks to you father, you are my traitor first. Immunity, now to such, although it is no better, probably I'm an accident, since you dumped it like that.

Okay, do not listen, all this is not worth the ruble in short, yesterday I still fluttered my soul, today I can lose.

Reality presses on my whiskey, we will fuck with it in different languages, I die young.

The room has a drunken whore, this is a traitor at number two.

Today they were dying like them yesterday - like me.

All this whore world will drown, I closing my face with my palm, leaning under the password, not even remembering the place where my fan will die, I will dissolve in the circle of my bottomless thoughts of pathologies and, friendship will give me a traitor with number three.

Someone pulls my tongue from the ceiling, relax, do not sink, because your past is waiting ahead, past the broken windows to feel this pain, I am a traitor under the number zero.

Reality presses on my whiskey, we will fuck with it in different languages. The wounds will not heal smoke, I die young. I can lose, I do not know how to forgive.