Текст песни meanna - Я и мои обстоятельства

something not lend money - all we
I have nowhere to live, I rented an apartment

naebu hanging your first credit loan
More trains on the residence permit
I was looking for sweat

I long so that it is impossible even to die
and then runs a completely different range of feelings
very different starting base
I brewed and must itself rashlebat

with one foot on a mine, and I'm only 23,
I just 23
collectors and lenders,
I lie like a gas meter

moral pressure, abnormal lie
fear of returning to the past
Where did my personality
I handed in my search, I pick up a paper

I handed in my search, I pick up a paper
under the national anthem of past interest
music Mutsurayev Diaghilev Manson
They taught me
deny to fight hate
in existence,
they do not teach anything good

my job - razbodazhennaya prostitution
shallow soul ezhidnevnye small shocks
eventually,
I know in the eyes are moved by sellers
all these people are not working in the profession

It throws me out of the food chain
Seeking a ticket the next day
If the TV is in a locked cabinet
Show and tell myself

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pitch and poverty resulting from it will certainly lie
coupled to each other, like each other
plunged me humiliation and insignificance
without goals, without his thoughts, without the right to a decent life
There is only me and my circumstances
I and my mistakes

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around drug addicts and alcoholics
people who can not without alcohol and AIDS to engage in dialogue
Doping only

I believe in the soap and its wonderful properties
I get perverse pleasure
from the fact that the nurse drive the screws into the catheter

their excited as I Sedna badly dyed
I now badly dressed
and only this

pretend that you write, you have to trace the letters
from lack of sleep sails around the world
Spurred nervousness, rock the vanity
the end of the depression is not seen
or not yet invented

on the fact of causing death by negligence
all the same under a new guise

It can be enough money?
but if I think of something else
and here I'm going to dirty ragged
I did not have time to sew coats
torn from one side
and you look at me look bad

I myself would never have scolded
but you live in the siege of Leningrad
If the card does not fall in time salary
spill out of the banks last sugar

begging believe in miracles
everything runs
but things are so bad
that three days s
we chew cat food
and cook the peas

I come to visit
I try to extract food from someone else's refrigerator
and I am crying because I give it to
You Bastards
I have good reason
I sew pillowcases from curtains
as in the movie Gone with the Wind

hold on

nabegut crustaceans and molluscs
will comfort me
razinesh mouth and let's roar
but I'm working on it

I'm working on it
I'm working on it