Текст песни ChipaChip - Буревестник

You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.

We cannot avoid this.We cannot avoid this.
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.

New verse "Petrel" - I'm all in it.
A new grub of a sad song in a sea of ​​groped beasts.
Take a couple of minutes to make a choice.A couple of steps, window sill.
No more smiles.Pupil, Polaroids and Konic.

A bunch of prose on paranoia filled the old cabinet.
First the question “Give me your number,” then my tongue was in your mouth.
You catch a light stupor in the fleeting embrace of those;
And I beg you to take revenge on me for this act.

Burrows in your pocket.Zip-lock
Well, everything is kind of bad.
Why do you need easy-love?
Where is the stick until the epilogue?

New verse and open Adobe;
There is what came after and what happened before.
Always drunk, so young.
I lie to you using charisma, squeezing my palm.

And now, the window sill and the table.
No leftist languor.
There's no need to think, just take a step -
And fuck it if the whole house wakes up.

Here it is, the moment of interesting stories,
But this seems to be the last leaf.
And all this revenge is here, it’s unlikely
It will delight someone.

You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.

We cannot avoid this.We cannot avoid this.
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.

I'm unlikely to be (your) main excuse.
Why, seconds, like life?
Time ticks and ticks, I remind you
So as not to remain, like you, without a dream.

The comfort zone is so illusory.
This little world is drawn with a flaw.
The pocket is empty, but there is something significant.
I was falling down, but the bottom was bottomless.

I'm all about it.What the f*ck is experience?
Lust and a shelf, and then - the thought that everything will turn out sideways.
Hasn't changed a bit - and fuck it, just like you,
Looking for a step.

There is no light among the dim windows.
How can you find yourself in the middle of everyday life?
Conscience lost in the trash.
I'm still the fucking type.

Tired, drunk - I've always been like this,
In search of a life where my Atlantis will not sink.
There is no God among the concrete boxes, no.
I was lost but found so much

Among people where it is so lonely.
Bored, yawn.
The years fly by to the music
From the windows.

You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.

We cannot avoid this.We cannot avoid this.
Leave me alone, I'm slowly falling into hell.
You will say quietly, “Well, there you go,” and ask, “Who is to blame?”
And you know, what will happen - we cannot avoid it.