Текст песни Лёша Простой - Мысли сумасшедшего

I'm just falling down the clown
On the asphalt, piercing on its own jacket
I am morally decomposed
My smell of pus does not even take a whore lying nearby

My veins are cold from a lack of drugs
I don’t care about understanding people
I just want to get back to my ward
I am morally low and I understand that

You wanted to shake my hand
But your palm is too around
Selling fool
Which was launched in a circle yesterday

And maybe I'm created for a rogue
And that bastard
But I'm too honest
To speak beautiful words, letting the saliva

Either you are for me, or leave here
Oh, how cool
More truth, less sadness
Less fake, more vomiting

And give you songs about love
Then catch my rotten vessels and lungs
Hematomas on the hands
This is my recognition in feelings

And the heart is poured with blood
My wounds are saturated through the salt
And maybe I would like to be different
But so far I am for everyone a bastard

I am pleased with my fate
And if you are my friend
Then you are definitely a moron
Friends, only for vascular vascular

Only pus comes from the mouth of people
Spit in the face and swallow again
Just the world is cruel
But living in the ears in shit is not new

You don't know me and that's for sure
Although each new track is saturated with the soul
And quite juicy
But the share of truth in this world is lost and there is no

I am soon a dummy than your friend
I'm scum and liar
With her completely different
But the creature is inside and she will make me her

There is so much dirt in me that it is disgusting myself
But I'm alive
And who climbs to me in a personal, make pliz repost
I'll put it in his mouth as soon as possible