Текст песни K1te - Что творится в моем доме

The sun rises, sleep I do not see
I sit and write, with a view of the droop
And it seems as if trouble in my house
Misty all head, only remember

What happy you will be when I perished
And I will be whiskey, and a drop of tekla
After all, glances, we are clearly similar to us
We will be both here, but I'll be longer

My house swamp, here only leeches
Pull from the veins of my buds then Long Island (for them)
I was preparing for a rainy life for a long time
Now I am ready, but it is only in stock

Flash and Red Bull, Latest Houmi
We are both in the punching linings
And only, without pain, without cloud days
I will leave home - go upstairs.

Forever I live, from money to money
Day day where to take
From the place, to the places, childhood imagine
I threw out my life, virgin paradise

Going to where closely and there
He is spent imagine having fun man
And the heart is not a stone, it is from diamond
Make an incision you will not succeed