Turning back
Inside those four concrete walls or in the shopping mall halls
Infected ears of yours're wasted of nostalgia crank calls.
Phantomic propagandists regurgitate with their fists
That you can cross off mistakes from your New year's wishes list.
Silence's gold, but vanish down if you would not day a word -
You wouldn't notice anyway a hint on walls you've been told...
Being locked up in precious hope, do you still believe it's over?
Then read this on my postcard from empty dreams to get sober...
That there's no turning back - whatever your days were white or whether your days were black,
But there's no turning back - just carve it in your head not to get caught on the past's hack.
Laura Barns* is writing back, though you deleted your message -
She blew her brains out now... would you live with such a rock carriage?
Being sucked up dry with promises "you never ask, why" -
Your self-assurance sticks white lies in you you're going to buy...
Brainwashed mouths repeat through digits, scream: "Nothing really matters" -
Your room becomes a prison, when you know you'll be there forever!
No, there's no turning back - remember when cloud-headed clowns will start their attack,
That there's no turning back - you couldn't do it any other way, a shot for their glass to crack.
There's just no turning back - no context to discover and no need to look then for another Glenn Beck**,
That's there's no turning back - perhaps you find a wooden clock in vintage attic to smack...
* - do you remember the film "Unfriended"?
** - famous conspirologist in the USA
P.S. Строчки как подсуммирование всего, что хотелось бы пожелать и всем нам, и себе в последние дни уходящего года. Что, как правило, трудности можно предотвратить, если взять их под контроль. Что временами стоит приостановиться и "observe the situation" лучше всего подошло бы здесь по-английски.
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