Текст песни Monte Cristo - По печени

I do not notice anything
except for some obscure
back and forth machines
my little world
he still cries all
and has long been jammed into holes
and she Got Game
and she was left alone
I have next to no one, and
still have a senile body
is numb
and no longer hurt
but as it is beautiful
hit me on the liver
And I love her
and I have nothing to show
I am at war, and the war, my her a cruel
still I can not pour me a deep wound
I am not adequate
and on full automatic
I keep coming back
to his home
waiting for me I know
unfinished native
it absolutely does not matter
Attending a
because she Got Game
She left alone
I have next to no one, and
still have a senile body
is numb
and no longer hurt
but as it is beautiful
hit me on the liver
And I love her
and I have nothing to show
I am at war, and the war, my her a cruel
still I can not pour me a deep wound