Magnetic Tartrap - The Way of High pt.1 | Текст песни

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Sittin in the truck,
Smoke fills the bong
Like a gun
After shot
Into someone's stupid head
Empty highway stretched
As a string somwhere to the left
Of the brightest star,
Like a needle, that
Penetrated the sky through.
It seems I'm alone
Watching from here
Someone sleepin
In this eternal monolite.

The primal,
That like mother
Tender covers
With its comets tails.
Hidin from others sight,
Something secret
And important,
Which we will fail to understand.

"White Widow" leaves
Brown drops of tar
On a glass retort,
As if it murns for me,
Even stronger
Clouds my mind.
My engine's roar
In moment breaks the silence.

This perfection
Of tranquility
Melancholic sorrow
And forced solitude...
Metal joints
Of my car
Make the asphalt
Tremble.

It starts
As a lion in chase
For deliberately dead
Victim. Only in this moments
I get
The false
Of feeling freedom.