Текст песни Dimpol - Игровые Пробелы

It seems like the things we've done in the past,
There was simply no such.
Of course, it is necessary to move you,
Just like now to move to the public.
Yes, we must do something, in theory,
Tower to think a little unwell.
There is a weekly report on the case,
Bespredelschik lawlessness Nope.
Where am I, where are you, we lost somewhere,
But we'll find a way true.
Search Engines favorite of body and soul,
It is difficult to draw a chalk.
Space on the clave, or in the head,
Thoughts of prisoners drawn up at the sky.
And we have something that is a little people are poor,
Who are unhappy forever.

Golovёshkoy think in the darkness,
If, that is, people who are at the bottom.
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