Текст песни Майоров Сергей - Моим героям

Is death so scary
How do people paint it?
When tired of watching
How weekdays fly by

And you do not wait for the weekend
And the holidays are not a joy
You live from day to day
And nicotine is not weakness

Temptations will kill you
Prophets tell you
Other lives live
Poison turning into strings

Stiff smoke
Inhale like a medicine
Only the spirit would not cool
And did not surrender to slavery

He is his own judge
On the block before the crowd
Like a verdict fate
From mixtures of poisons with blood

Not finished missing
Without completing, said goodbye
Stopping romance
In the middle of thoughts
But there is a good sign
In heaven I believe too
Find tobacco for you
And sleep on a soft bed

06/28/15