Текст песни byproduct - 1.за тебя болит

And something to the left hurts you,
Probably heal herself or got out,
went to bed there, where only a piece and bits,
kill, destroy, destroy, but do not go,
Stay, we need to fly to space in space
You are my chocolate and sometime
I spaceged you from the showcases, and you all keep sick,
fall down - my trump card
I lower the smoke to the ceiling - so simple
We can build the sorry on the fragments
that everyone for evil will never break
You are my cold air,
Punch at the nostrils and there is my arrival,
I so wanted to create something new,
But I did not have to, because I'm still the same.