Текст песни Gillia - Рак в области радости

Like blunt table knives,
Who escaped the fate of & quot; wound & quot;
Your extinguished exclamations of shells,
Denied, me ...

Ask the price and vector,
And the vision of all shares in some sectors,
Moving corrector Mechain ...
This constant inter-season is not improving ...

Dozhevyvanie feelings disability
Burnt spikes view
Separately-fused ... Bonding
Cloying with tiled ...

Biscuit Sesame Street in tears ...
Leashes tolerance in us and we froze ...
Taking a sip of water hit my sense of awareness
Good, which became tangible ...

This organism is alienating the soil ...
Waste processes of teeth ground off
Up to Heaven
While we are stumbling in the frame canoe in the early ...

And I have cancer in the joy ...
And erased cells tetryadyah ...
Like blunt table knives,
Who can not hurt ...