Текст песни найтивыход - Цветокор

Это было давно и неправда,
Это просто какой-то вздор.
Я запомнил модель твоей камеры;
Свет и звук, монтаж, цветокор.

Фотофильтры, хэштеги, порядок
Всех твоих постов инстаграма.
Ненавязчивый тон разговора
И блики в витринах рекламных баннеров.

Откатилась ульта — и в бой.
Будь осторожен, следи за собой.
Обойдёмся сегодня без крови.
Неделю без слёз? Ну, е*ать, ты герой!

В запотевших стёклах в автобусах,
Что несут нас медлительно вдоль
Оголённого парка "Победы"
Раздаётся мучительный вой.

Я в закрытых кинотеатрах (вне)
У курилок любимых баров (ве)
Чёрт возьми, у себя на балконе
(со мос ти).

Томно взгляды кидаю на небо (у)
Глаза мечутся как сумасшедшие (не)
Я, кидая окурок, сгораю (си)
(меня).

Может, просто забыл по привычке,
Что во всём виноват я был сам.
Это не шутки - девчонки, мальчишки;
Энтропия тут, как плацдарм.

А я, медленно-медленно тлею
Как окурок, подкуренный дважды.
Просто зритель на крае Вселенной
Не попавший на вернисаж.

Too far away, too far
Maybe this another language, you know.
Staying in my color correction, you’ll be a direction -
Another direction, you want do be mine.

Too far away, too far
Maybe this another language, you know.
Staying in my color correction, you’ll be a direction -
Another direction, you want do be mine.

Всё, что останется после было до нас тобой;
И всё поперечное встанет в строй -
Напротив встанет и скажет:
"Б*ять, ну и кто ты такой?"

На багряном небе листвой
Прошлое тянет нас вниз за собой
С пепельным дымом и каплями воска,
Что на ладонях будто короста.

Ты красива и так молода (тан),
Бьёшься о камни ты будто волна (цуй).
Да и всё ведь ты знаешь сама
(без ме ня).

Просто молча читай между строк (не)
Ну а слёзы уйдут в водостоки (лю)
Слепо веря иду на восток (би)
(ме ня).

I’ve opened up these scars,
I’ll make you face this,
I’ve pulled myself so far,
I’ll make you face this now.

Too far away, too far
Maybe this another language, you know.
Staying in my color correction, you’ll be a direction -
Another direction, you want do be mine.

Too far away, too far
Maybe this another language, you know.
Staying in my color correction, you’ll be a direction -
Another direction, you want do be mine.

It was not true for a long time
It's just some kind.
I remembered the model of your camera;
Light and sound, editing, color fiber.

Photo filters, hashtags, order
All your posts of Instagram.
The unobtrusive tone of the conversation
And glare in the windows of advertising banners.

Ula rolled away - and into battle.
Be careful, watch yourself.
We will do without blood today.
A week without tears? Well, eh, you are a hero!

In fogged glasses in buses,
That they carry us slowly along
Boarded Park "Victory"
A painful howl is heard.

I'm in closed cinemas (outside)
Kurilok's favorite bars (Ve)
Damn it, on your balcony
(with MOS TI).

I throw my eyes languidly at the sky (y)
Eyes rush like crazy (not)
I, throwing a cigarette butt, burn (si)
(me).

Maybe I just forgot out of habit
That I was to blame for everything myself.
These are not jokes - girls, boys;
Entropy here is like a bridgehead.

And I smolder slowly and honey
Like a cigarette butt, gathered twice.
Just a spectator at the edge of the universe
Not hit by the vernissage.

Too form away, too form
Maybe this Another Language, You Know.
Staying in My Color Correction, You’ll Be a Direction -
Another Direction, You Want Do Be Mine.

Too form away, too form
Maybe this Another Language, You Know.
Staying in My Color Correction, You’ll Be a Direction -
Another Direction, You Want Do Be Mine.

Everything that remains after us was you;
And all the transverse will get into operation -
On the contrary, he will get up and say:
"B*yat, well, who are you?"

In the crimson sky foliage
The past pulls us down behind
With ash smoke and wax drops,
What kind of Korost is on the palms.

You are beautiful and so young (tan),
You beat on the stones you like a wave (tsui).
Yes, and you know everything yourself
(without me).

Just silently read between the lines (not)
Well, tears will go into gutters (li)
Blindly believing I go east (bi)
(me).

I’ve opened up these scars,
I’ll make you face this,
I’ve Pulled MySelf So far,
I’ll make you face This.

Too form away, too form
Maybe this Another Language, You Know.
Staying in My Color Correction, You’ll Be a Direction -
Another Direction, You Want Do Be Mine.

Too form away, too form
Maybe this Another Language, You Know.
Staying in My Color Correction, You’ll Be a Direction -
Another Direction, You Want Do Be Mine.