Текст песни А. Гализдра - Пиздец

Coupling:

Chorus:
Am Hm.
How many roads are waiting for me ahead
C D Em.
How many of them still keep my knees tracks, in vain ...

Do I have a lot of separation on the way
Yes, only bitter is the most behind ...

Am C.
To turn me from this road
G D AM.
I'm getting lost, the legs are broken
HM Em.
I will get lost ...

I know drank false, and lived like a dog
But I did not know what we wish, gave me along the paws
I did not know what to go ...

G d em c
But the corpse of hope has not yet cooled, has not yet saved
Am Hm Em.
And there is no priest ...
And I live with it like necrophil like Siamese twin
It's just Piste *** ...

One hundred pinkd under the ass, one hundred spit in face
Hundreds of times rested himself a trunk in temple
And descended the trigger ...

But fate is still basting me,
Brake drum on empty beach
What for?...

I would wash gold, kilograms are so thirty,
We would whine nest like two may birds,
It's a pity chicks not to be born ...

And again ahead only closed doors,
I ask only water, ah no one believes
And the fire is still smoldering ...

But the corpse of hope has not yet cooled, has not yet saved
And there is no priest ...
And I live with it like necrophil like Siamese twin
It's just Piste *** ...