Текст песни Mэtro - Свой путь мы нарисуем сами

so so quiet poetry in bits famously
He touches his lips again to the beat of a psycho style
Panic no smoke in the lungs is not in the clouds
wide river plan from now and forever here

simple you do not run, do not run, do not have a dog
it is not necessary to think about how we go into a skid
issued a fee, 5 doses on the snout
such as your mother grew up, there is hypnosis

the head of the demolition is not well, you count the game
around corners weight feet wander to a corner
many of the morning on the needle so as not to fall into darkness
and that this sugar fuck that, if painfully funny

and they do not escape from it anywhere
they are afraid to see themselves with high
and under the table a hundred pounds dreamed of living in abundance
but there will be even remains

and for all in the plans to live this life without a plan
will in a fist clutching its way, we will draw themselves
and let the joy pours the water from the tap
and I am sure we will draw your way yourself