Текст песни Вышел покурить - ДОБРО ПРИТЯНЕТ НОЖ

Why HYIP born knows all the metro line
Welcome attract knife. Skull attract cartridge
Janitor broom sweep away the last vestige of hope
On snowy trails, roughness replace tenderness

True remove clothes. Pupils are flowing down my cheeks
The habit of leaving without paying bills
How much time is left until the last dance
Hide the sadness under panamku, feeling under the carapace

Your love has gone from hand to hand
Feel life deeply, touch the screen
Our bodies close the eight nodes
Fresh ideas. But nostrils white overwritten

Leaf of cannabis in the air, the fire underneath
I'm above the clouds, but not a halo over your head
Are you afraid of death? You may think that you live
A deep cut to the quick touches corpses