Текст песни Аникеева Анна - нарисованный Сити

I hold in the palms of their painted city .
this city is broken pencils
wire wrap around him like a thread
penetrating through the density of the concrete pad ..

sewn in the fate of his laconic cell
and emotions are heard binary code
the mouths of the speakers on an epic note
& quot; unit , zero, zero & quot; - Someone's life on the screen ...