Текст песни Ozoi The Maid - Abhorrence

I don't see the light at all
in a room in a drunken stupor
I would like to go buy a yaga banula

since it’s very very difficult
buy yourself more
there are not enough cans with a yag for everything rednecks in the area

I go through life badly
along the cocks
not reach me to the limit in my life miserable, perishable

in dense spice fog
anime on the phone
We offer you to see all for the same jar

three guitars for mowing
spizhennye from grocery
well come on try bitch quintes play desendik
 
in the gloom of obscured porches
suburbs of Krasnoyarsk
the habitat of the creators of our great rusk

you are probably the most with us
fashionable in class right, fag?
I'm already sick
listen to your nonsense in PM

well, let me write me
I'll be glad straight fucked up
what the next bastard
with ten dicks in the ear

bothered to listen
and maybe zastrepil
and sitting contented bitch
just like his mom

after my visit
right on his back bati
because there’s no better place
get into pablos fuckers

your tracks from under your knees
made on random
I'm tired of listening already
that garbage that wrote

nothing else to do
except how to write your
parodies of something
would make a fucking sense

there is no value in these lines
it just seemed to you
something hidden in them
more than a hangover delirium