Plagueinside, A.Sad - Слепая зона - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

The last minutes of my life, I see a smile on my faces, they are waiting to read the will

I saw a beauty behind my backs, with a scythe braid, smiles at me sweetly

I also wanted to bribe it like the last whore, but in response quietly, everything froze

I hear a thin voice gently whispers for you with a moment of silence

All life before my eyes will be carried like a hare from a fox

All that was at a distance, now I feel so close ...

I will give you everything to the last cent, return my years, I will not be happy, where I am not - in the blind zone of comfort

I come from a rich family

Used to pick up everything, buy everyone

Yes, I burned this life, money and power - multiplied and divided

And next to me a woman, but if it is empty in my pocket, then there is no love

Faithful friends like a trigger, changed phases, then up and down

The watch pierced the tick like this ...

Time at the end of the temptation thought about another freedom, squeezed the bones, took the air and no one gave the desired sip to my oxygen

But I realized that I was not looking for my happiness there, because happiness, when rich inside, and not sick, die, looking into the eyes of true love, in the arms of a faithful and loving anaconda

I will give everything to pass the biography again

In holes of sandals, legs in abrasions

In search of a native home with a blue tramp

Where is the femid-girl coming with me by the hand

Nearby are grandchildren and great -grandchildren, the photographer is full of love, I will take a picture as a keepsake and in a frame

We accelerate the step

And we spin the decadence

Where is happiness and where is the family?

In the comfort zone

We open your eyes

Sacred miracles

But I feel how captive

They are in life with caviar

Silence, night, my home comfort

Ashes from cigarettes. I do not smoke, dislike

Young girls for smok and alcohol - absolutely normal

But he leaves the ilter

I heard many, many fairy tales when I was a child

Family, good and shelter and immediately the story tormented me

For my work, the bag is torn - a bomb

It is laid down correctly, but in fact COMPTON

Where was born, now die

But what about my dreams, Lord give paradise

I'm better than them, not another - stupid - degenerate

But as far as it was known, fate is not joyful for me here

Pain. Oschki. Voyage from the origins, was a snob

My lighthouse does not burn. Justice anger

I am neat in the veins, tie through the bauble

A sea of love will flow from the origins

And again to work in order to survive the strength to spend everything and where, bitch, justice?

I do not believe in this world and if you have the right house, what the hell, you whore, a sea of money - this is a marvelous

It is not clear where he will lead, I am the game now

But he achieved everything himself, drink from a puddle, not needed a crane

For his ideas to stand, the power of the word is preparing a fight

And in order to feel lightness you need to Dope'ov and Freedom Fly. (Fly)

My dream came true

I come from Jupiter, she is with - Saturna

He managed to ring out when they realized, together, that we need a stamp

And nearby, play in God, to emerge

Minds and support in these seeds tightly good

The sun is a spot on memory, a ball is woven, then warm

Where lies flowed, the truth on the table, the cat will stick to us in the forehead

That you are no longer you and there is nothing to take from you, even blood