Psychonaut 4 - Too Late To Call An Ambulance (Neurasthenia / 2016) | Текст песни

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• Too Late To Call An Ambulance (Neurasthenia / 2016)

He did not leave a note, they usually leave.
He did not even clean his room.
The reek of alcohol in the room
And you know, a peculiar smell of blood.

He lies on the floor, probably fell off the chair.
I immediately understood everything, as soon as I saw his face.
Pale, even white.
Through slightly parted lips
Appeared his yellow teeth,
It’s all over. There’s nothing here to do.

For nothing you circle him, trying to help.
No need to shout, I have a headache because of your screams.
He just got tired of being a bastard.
Do not try to return life,
Which emerged from a huge cut on his arm.

Too late to call an ambulance,
It's all over with him,
Too late to call the ambulance.

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