Mental Affection - Рецидив - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

People are needed to me, and I do not need them.

I'm outside the blanket, I'm downloaded again.

Study, problems, love, and father tells me - rolled, you are not well done.

I feel sad at night and badly,

I cut the wrist, I do not believe in God,

I think that he left us recently, I wanted to kill us at least a little humane.

Foured on rigidity, universal rudeness. And the bone pulling out your own, I stuff.

I was overcome by the recurrence of my sadness, the remission of joy came. I disappear foggy in the attacks of my weakness.

Cigarettes about the skin and hellish flour, I hope I will not remember me my grandchildren tobacco smoke with me to the house, where all the sadness awaits me, again scandals with your father, and no one will come.

I dance on your graves, and to Hyam I will kill this fatigue.

you burn me slowly, passionately and cutely we didn't swear and we were not played