McEm - Состояние. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

CHORUS

This is like not apathy and certainly not depression.

Most likely it got tired and just infuriates everything.

But it should be for anyone, after time it will become easier.

The main thing is not to get used to not to remain so forever.

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I don’t remember since when I have been in this situation.

But we must try to somehow get out of this location

And to pull out those who ended up with me in the same way.

There is no sense, you need to fight, take your swords

This condition, the run, was quietly replaced by a calm step.

I'm going slowly and whispers consciousness that I was still late.

It was as if I forgot everything that I knew, I forgot how to feel it before

Tired of narrating, hung again on a rope of fatigue.

And I do not climb higher, but gradually ... I became down half.

And the main epicenter of all this one hundred percent is

The dull uniformity and the fact that nothing is changing.

Each time all the same paintings

To the question "How did the day go?" I reply that "by"

In addition to all this, it seems that time flies faster.

There is a fear of something not to be in time, as if I am at the point of Ya. It is necessary to keep abreast of events, but there is no mood, and ...

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Now I would go somewhere far to the islands.

Where is the sea, palm trees, sand from sand.

There is no need to need anything, nothing needs to be sought.

Where no one will get me.

I will be alone there as if we would change places with Robinson.

There is no need to wait for when this cold will finally pass

The weather will not give a reason to doubt it again.

Fucking ... how cool it would be

Barefoot or shale, you go along the beach.

One on one with you, the opinions of others are not important!

And it’s not scary that almost everyone wants it.

This is just a thirst for handling, or getting rid of problems.

Which end either with a scandal or nothing.

who saw you and saw you, which you would drown.

I'm tired, I need help, like a drowning person.

I can't handle it myself, let's come closer to me!

I ask! Give me back to life, to communication

Forever, right away, please pull it out of this dirt!

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The semi-thin condition is clearly because of this lack of sleep,

Subsequently, lethargy of the body, and the mood is also a pussy.

Hands drop, but their eyes still see, their ears hear sounds.

And the knocks of the heart do not allow to fall.

And somewhere for a month, laziness sat on the shoulders of the legs hanging

Neither sad, fun, empty and uninteresting.

Bit, minus, all together and all these texts, damn it.

Disproductory accommodation, chewing, burning days ..

There are no sparks and lights. And I would like it to her.

But we are again in Sorra, because it is impossible not to argue without arguing.

And it's time to stop spoiling everything.

It's time to put an end to this whole story.

Or just put an end to this fucking state.

It is already sick of these corns that they are covered in places. But soon it will become easier.

I will go to the past and get up, as if nothing had happened.

Not for fucking seriously, this is already so completely fucked up.