DEADWOOD - Self-destroyer | Текст песни

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It's like a delirium; chaotic sad brothel everywhere.
Among this beautiful walls I can't sleep.
It's daily move to my brain closer & closer.
I miss chance by chance over & over again.
It's remind me about that everytime.
And I ask myself: what's the matter?

Everything is obvious & I need to be only itself.
Just to put a minimum effords for that all is improved
in due course & is going the turn.
And the greatest problem here's dissapered in simple
question to myself: just to be itself?

My priority is changing from day to day
Possibility of many things grows dim with each mention.
Life by itself tells for the sake of whom it's necessary to live.
And it's removing you from independence & uniqueness akes.

Telling the truth, my mountain of rubbish inside
grows & starts to smell.

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