KOSCHEY - Лунная лоботомия - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Mom asked not to go out on the balcony when they were sleeping

I disobeyed and went out anyway

Relaxed, rather pathetically, he squeezed a cigarette with far from white teeth

With the usual gesture of his left hand, he turned the drum of the lighter that Vlad had given him the other day and inhaled

The moon burns out your eyes with a bright light, like a lantern lit in pitch darkness, like a matte black fabric.

The night doesn't sleep and I don't sleep

Looked at the terribly huge, even frightening in its scale, sky

Due to time-worn vision, I don’t see stars - only a scattering of blurred sparkles, barely noticeable to those with myopia and astigmatism

The cold penetrates the thin body

Sometimes it seems that because of the lack of kilograms, your bones are freezing

Or maybe nicotine is to blame?

Yes, most likely it’s him, because he’s only capable of constricting blood vessels so quickly

Or maybe I'm lying to myself to calm myself down and not think? The chilling breath of the mining zone does not allow you to relax

Cigarettes

I don't know what I love more of material things.

And, probably, you can only love them.

Attachment to an animate, or rather dependence, works differently

First you'll go soft, like yesterday's tea leaves inside a well-worn French press.

You will bask in the arms of a voluptuous “dream”, which you yourself idealized in your head

But stop

There are other delights on the other side of the cliff

Pain, tons of swill, fractures in the spine of character, internal, often deceitful and hypocritical, soullessness

Even a squeezed lemon, against the background of this picture, will be much sweeter

The only thing that comes to mind is comparison with material

Therefore, everything in this paragraph is a steel sword

He is strong, calculating, does not know a single feeling

Highest cooling point

And people smoke a lot when this happens.

Playing with a long-smoldering filter in fingers battered by situations, he threw from the fourth floor what was left of a once-rolled cigarette

We need to smoke less, we definitely need to smoke less