Текст песни Grotesque Sexuality - Collage

Расклей слова
Пригвозди мой взгляд
Осколками
Недобитых фраз

Раскрась меня
Преврати в фон
Пестрым
Молчанием

Смени сюжет
Заклей фон
Забудь меня
На своем холсте

Hey, bohemia!
Buy my masterpiece!
Just a few bucks, -
Nothing for nothing.

A kind of pop art
Ready-made soul
Don’t you think it could
Fit your gallery

Network of senses
Slightly covered by
Crucified space
Funny, isn’t it?!

Сорви слова
Сними мой взгляд
Разрушь сюжет
Сожги коллаж!

Не рисуйте меня!
Не рисуйте мной!
Я не ваш материал!

LAYOUT words
Nailed my opinion
shrapnel
aspiring phrases

Paint me
Turn into the background
motley
silence

change your story
Cover the background
Forget about me
At its canvas

Hey, bohemia!
Buy my masterpiece!
Just a few bucks, -
Nothing for nothing.

A kind of pop art
Ready-made soul
Do not you think it could
Fit your gallery

Network of senses
Slightly covered by
Crucified space
Funny, is not it ?!

Grab word
Take off my mind
Destroy the plot
Burn collage !

Do not draw me!
Do not draw me !
I'm not your stuff!