NooNMiNiMuM - 1000 Слов. Прощай. - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

You need to make a decision of the people dear to you, whatever it may be. And the truth, I am not in the right to decide for someone, and if you are not worthy to be in the life of this person, you need to leave. I don’t give a damn that there was a hurricane inside, which was torn apart, he broke his fingers so as not to write, and stop living on the pages, spit. Another portion of drugs. I suppressed all the feelings in myself and I am glad of this. There is no coma in the throat, I myself am no longer in a coma, there are practically no emotions, just complete paralyzing. I never wanted pain, suffering, but my presence gave rise to sadness. And in this I am guilty. Probably correctly that I no longer exist. I have no habit of deleting correspondence, common photos from a computer, I always keep it as part of myself. This is really part of me. I rarely say goodbye, I often forgive, but then I said "goodbye." Then I left forever. Without the right to remind yourself. But I have always been and is for listening to a person, to give me speak out, even if you do it yourself. I am not right not to give a person a chance to explain - this is wrong. I am far from the first in the list, I am not particularly important, there are other people who replace me. And the truth is, when it is no longer a laugh and you understand that this is the end, forever, you begin to realize everything. It’s sad that there was no strength to understand this before. God, how vanilla, these snot, tears, saliva, sadness, parting, sadness, former, next whores, provide even more tips and reproaches, all so perfect that it is already sick.

I left 4 pictures as a keepsake, you threw one of the same from my table, I am a mistake, some passerby, a copy, the former, although you probably don’t remember who I am already. It is impossible to erase from memory, just memories once a month or a year for a pure rally? 6?