Текст песни iSIXONE x PHARAOH - CALL THE AMBULANCE

[Verse 2: PHARAOH]
You don't understand, it's just an abscess
Tell me how much shit in me is also a percentage
You look into my eyes, there is a window open
What scratches the glass, there is an airport in the distance
A pair of rays of a huge shadow
How cool is the glass from her blood on marble
I heard about quarrels, I heard about plans
There the pipe beeps, it's too early to answer
Favela in the moon of the dark red sea
Roxett cassette, in a gray box of choirs
In the ziplock shit, there is a siren from an ambulance
Figures outside the door, steps in the hallway
(Shutter) Shutter is distorted
Can't wait to become a patron in the hand of death
Alone without you, as I understand that the game is over
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