Текст песни kenny dox - Последний рисунок

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When the poet understand everything that is useless
Dream as an inspiration die in silence
And only laugh left greedy bitch
What deprived life my last picture
In the outskirts of a big city snow
Flies flakes in the windows of houses, but there are no residents
Closed from the world a child can not cry
He fuck at all, is that his character
Pour me a brandy and Taxi
Wipe my room today, I want to be alone
And thought scoring nonsense about time
What can not be achieved for life, and I become someone

And that's that I'm here!
Come on come on, attacking! My friend at the ready
Where trust is open - guide your aim and shoot
Bury Do not forget then the corpse
After all, my soul here every bastard crossed the road slowly
But the traffic lights showed green
It flies over Bosko star that goes out immediately
All ideas and dreams about sponsoring tears
But I wake up with thoughts of death
Falling asleep with the help of prescription pills
I understand beckons that we have always been forbidden
And therefore I keep myself in the cell suicide
I do not believe anyone and fuck!
The primitive and typical of me? But is it bad?
I pour swill again ..
And sing about the whores, but about abortion
Without the soul, but for the purpose of, but .. For something beautiful
As prostitutes rotted .. For the loot and children
Here no one can see the stars, but the ceilings and roofs
Fear .. what if we do not live? (And I never thought about it)