20 000 фотографий — это метод само-терапии. Карусель, цветы на Манежной и вкусный тыквенный суп. Зафиксируй это, не анализируй это.
Обида — камень в твоей душе. Обида — тяжкий дух в комнатах, тягучий и заунывный. Спроси себя, кого ты хочешь уничтожить?
Я правда смогу с кем угодно не разговаривать больше до конца своих дней. Но надо ли?
I’m always thinking about useless things
I’m always checking out
I’m always mothering myself to bits
I’m always checking out
Forget it, nothing I change changes anything
I won’t let it, I won’t let it ruin my hair
I only take up a little of the collapsing space
I better cut this off, don’t wanna fuck it up
I only take up a little of the collapsing space
I better cut this off, don’t wanna fuck up the place
I better walk it back, walk it back
Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back
I try to save it for a rainy day
It’s raining all the time
Until everything is less insane
I’m mixing weed with wine
Forget it, nothing I change changes anything
I won’t let it, I won’t let it ruin my hair
I only take up a little of the collapsing space
I better cut this off, don’t wanna fuck it up
I only take up a little of the collapsing space
I better cut this off, don’t wanna fuck it up
I only take up a little of the collapsing space
I better cut this off, don’t wanna fuck up the place
I better walk it back, walk it back
Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back
Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back
Oh, I better walk it back, walk it back, walk it back, walk it back
I can’t stay here
And I can’t come back
I’ll just keep awake
And I won’t react
I’ll walk through Lawrencetown
Along the tracks
My own body in my arms
But I won’t collapse
So don’t go dark on me
It’s all alright