Текст песни Fakovski - Воображаемый друг

I can only say one traitors fuck,
You will see my blood in dreams crowded with fear
By the wind dust, trust and wait for you hardly
You will not understand, but my words will burn your heels
Eyes filled red spots, around only dark and shaking
And you will be lit by the throat in this waters of dirt
I'm not there, I translated the time ago
On the slide of the past whose skin burns the tear
As poison, from now on I will be bad
As a symbiotic to combine flavors turn them into one
Without giving logo, they forced me alone to grow
And immediately minus one chapter as unfinished verse
Call me one of those who eventually finish not sweet
Already a shaky psyche is fraught with decadent
Not the brief and on this day everything will end strange
How many more expectations for ladder
Enough, just think the practice in truth
The dictator is entitled only because he tramibrates you by bikes
And you are not afraid of my imaginary friend
Our way after all, eight, roughly speaking, is a closed circle