Текст песни Big J - Lost Hope

You are angry like
and burning on the skin.
Knife, passerby.
with legs either

Methadon method
weeks
not those
Misley
Pili

Well, pleased?
Our ways are now - Parabola!
It's time for us
His Nora was, thanks to mom.

After my mother's care, I considered the week.
And every month more and more in the house flew the bill.

3 years did not give money.
I had time to think.

Bedni passed

For three years

But Pope was before pussy
And in the literal and figurative sense.

Life of novelty

not those read

For the house account flew

And all sorts drove home to caress at night
I heard everything through the wall could not fall asleep and only dreamed of what would happen the day when I am in the bracket

In the nerves I changed in weight.
All because a long time ago
Everything around is probably infuriates me.

blade
More opporturate

Only O.
Well, mom, you just see you deprived of mind