Текст песни miraiprod - Выбрала сама

On the clock without five, yesterday time froze
What else to talk here? Well, it was
But the solid dream is not becoming
Every day, more and more accumulate cracks
Burning the soul with you like a burner
But it was comfortable to burn with you
Minus 40 inside, I ruled fatigue
I would give everything but nothing left

In my city traffic jam, and in your bridges
You read thoughts, I'm a rhyme dream
But from the beeps are short not to go crazy

Chorus:
In my city traffic jam, and in your bridges
You read thoughts, I'm a rhyme dream
But from the beeps are short not to go crazy
All that is now, I chose myself

Today I do not even rejoice even success
I have nostalgia for your laughter
I save affairs and double espresso
I am leaving night foreign express
Pride does not mask, does not block the challenge
Returning yesterday, falling down the book
Where should the soul - fill a blank
Heart, barely breathe, apparently, I wanted so much

Chorus X2.