Moscow Junkies - Memories | Текст песни

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My memories are my enemies.
Future plans are dangerous just cuz we are in great fear bout changes, man.
Remember
City center. Wasted on the Entryways. Smokin’ cannabis
Half-a-decade-had past Since I last saw Gregory.

We were in PENURY
Kaplaэn on heroin
We thought he barely
would stay alive – but he ain’t failed yet

Hysteria and panic with crazy families
However none of us had ever dared to act careless
Inhaling energy of herbal medicines and playing tennis
Today we various.
But still famous
Among each other In our Memories

Dropping acid Every fucking day
Can you trace it?
High percent of liquor and a haze shit
Could turn reality into a placebo.
Make it Wasted.
Consciousness (кон-шн-снес) becomes mayhem.
How the hell you will make understand Them?
That you won’t stop the jam until itself ends
That you won’t turn your stereo till late A.M
And if they make you do it – next day they should again.

I had no plan. To spend three years with Ann
Stuck in the deep quag selling friends
for sex and grams.
I had no plan to assassin them with a shard and pan
I had no plan to go astray in these lands.

I had my memory, my head, and I have my stem
And only thing I want is to be able to dream


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