Текст песни KillSmAll - Мысли поэта

2015 I 'm sitting at the sheets
I write to you all sorts , very best tracks verses
I will spread on all the bits of your thoughts
And all the people throw out their masks

The clock third of the night , and I compose
And I did not reflect, but only a dream
We all scattered along the shores of the ocean
And I suffer from their deception

Sitting VKontakte , I sipping coffee
It feels as if I compose on line
I dialed your number , but it is not available
All my keys played on the note

I'll go to sleep , the constant in the morning
Because I write poetry to someone
Maybe I'm just a poet nekchemny
Which a lot of poems pishit