Quarter of a Century

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[Verse 1]
Clean slate under my fingernails, white noise in my head.
The calendar crumbles to ashes in the grass, left for dead.
I chased after phantoms, despising the touch of a hand,
The crane in the blue sky... I turned it to fire-scorched sand.
The titmouse froze solid. I ended up with nothing to show.
In this world, it's all backdrops and walls, row after row.

[Verse 2]
They say: "You need to get married," they say: "You need a routine."
But my inner voice is beaten hoarse, barely seen.
I wanted love, not a cage and a mundane term,
But that girl inside me? She's just a mirage, a worm.
My youth stepped out the window, didn't close it behind...
I stand on the threshold. With fate, I'm intertwined.

[Chorus]
(Blast of distortion, anguished vocals)
Quarter of a century! Smashed into dust!
A sweet fairy tale — a bitter crust!
Who should I call? Who'll remember my trace?
In my address book — scorched light takes its place!
Quarter of my life — given as change at a store!
I clutch emptiness, in a hand that is sore!

[solo instrumental]

[Verse 3]
Acquaintances are dirt-cheap, not a friend to be found.
We're all strangers here, in the midnight's silent mound.
They'll come if I shout. They'll come for the wine.
Drink "to your health" — it's all just a sign.
Plastic smiles, speeches like chaff.
My emptiness doesn't count sins by half.

[Bridge]
Shot after shot...
Bottom after bottom...
We'll all choke and rot
In this "later" we've got!
DRINK UP! DRINK UP! DRINK UP!

[Chorus]
Quarter of a century! Smashed into dust!
A sweet fairy tale — a bitter crust!
In my address book — scorched light takes its place!
I won't be here in a few years' time, erased!

[Outro]
Just a clean slate...
Tear off the calendar page...
Don't call for anyone...
Let the streetlight blink and engage.