Текст песни аверкин х вокруг - станум

On the bed life passes
Noise from the streets frozen
Thoughts again did not subsigh
Screen light beats the bill
I wake up all beaten
I do not have time to do
I look at the screen glare
Watching her face there
These thoughts flourish, as if in the wound raw salt
We played long in hide and seek
turned into fugitives

every day come with gravity on the head
and eyebrows my tin, bit presses like trololo in the twelfth
above the screen glare Vi Si Ash, in the eyes of the new Eisid Rush, poured naphta, spun the nuts, all I am yours
On the expanses of cigarettes, I press the clean coin, the cigarettes smoke in the ghetto, in the lower smoking the sun light from the bath
Tied the lines of you in the ban
tied hands - my Faispalm, there is no need to think a lot - you're guilty
On the Internet knocked out onions, sounds penetrated the sounds - I wonder me to listen, put the ears on the top - I buy a sound