Тексты песен «Kamchatka»

The cardboard box that I use to mend my shoes has shrunk to a couple of square feet My diet consists of dandelion-roots Sleeping on a dirt bed with thorn-sheets Both of my socks are getting kind of stiff since I ran out...

It leaves a sou taste in my mouth, looking back at me. That one can be so full of doubt in one's will to be. Where did I go wrong to end up where I was yesterday? Have I been lost too long to ever find my way? Breathe...

Sleepless. Weary again. Questions fill my head. What could it be that you need? Is it me, or is it my child? Confessions. Well, what can I say? When passion is fading away. Satisfaction, is it not...

Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, how are you today? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, what did the doctors say? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, was it too early to tell? Guinea-pig, guinea-pig, you sure do not look well. But daddy says it's just...

Tainted raindrop. Chemical blue. Shapeless grey lid, close in on you. Diminishing space each and every day, yet increasing a distance for which the coming shall pay. We live in a time where it means to make sense for a...

I fold my hands to pray. I close my eyes to see. I close my mouth so I can think. I turn down the lights. Feel. I turn down my head. Am I done? I take a deep breath. Do I live? Thinking 'bout you and me.

What is this meaninglessness that we feel? Why can't I see what you see? Please, tell me. Are there some rules that I never did learn? Are we the only ones whose page doesn't turn? So tired of tearfilled eyes. So sick...

I've come down from the high Kissed my dreams goodbye So I guess I'll be leaving soon My luck has run dry And I can't figure why So I guess I'll be leaving soon I hardly got by No matter how hard I tried So I guess...

I emptied myself completely to make enough room for you. Now I trust in you to guide me, whatever you'll have me do. I know you will make all the right choices, as I lay my life in your hands. Now my head is full of...

We've got a new set of rules enabling us to apply for grants to take part in experiments of doubtful measures. We've got a new set of tools beyond surgical exactitude. Consequenses are still to be verified. Never mind...

Oh, what have we done? Is it true? Is everything gone? Why didn't we listen to you? This could have had a different end. I know. So look over your shoulder, now, and tell me what you see. Does it make you proud

Sometimes I wish I wasn't born. Mixed emotions about being here. My thoughts just keep spinning. Can't think clear. It's not that I don't want to keep things real. But it's hard. So hard. So hard to feel free.

I remember everything. Is that to be my curse? These images that crowd me, will they never disperse? A distorted symbiosis between now and then. It seems they will not let go, not until my last breath. This can not be...

Light seeks it's way on through the cracks, making it impossible to sleep. Knowing there will be an attack. Fleeing up a hill that's too steep. I'm filling my life with obligations which I'm not quite yet certain are...

Oh, you think you're so clever, telling me what to do. In your eyes I'm a loser 'cause I'm nothing like you. Your shadow is stretching all over the place in your idea of living. You'd better walk away. You know I've...

Here they come, the voices. No use to pretend I can't hear telling me I Don't deserve this. They rape my thoughts and rob me of my self-esteem until they alone rule over whatever is left of me.

When you left I had to make this place my own To get on with my life Brought down all these boxes from the attic to pack everything here that had anything to do with you Now that weare through I want to feel it too...

So this is your picture? Well, that's what you say. That a square has four corners and so it shall stay. Wouldn't it be better if you were wrong? Can't you just open both of your eyes. Come on I'll show you 'round...

When you took a look inside my self-satisfied mind, you chose not to understand these things you came to find. I have given something you couldn't possibly share with anyone. Now you sleep with one eye open...

I simply ask you: Is this all you can do for me? Well, it ain't enough. No, no, no And if my only other possibility is to replace it all with numbness it still seems to be the path less tough. Is it not so? Now I hear...