Текст песни soulsadpoet - спутник

go to the new year
and dreams to me twitch middle finger in face
and then what?
I eat this paranoia
again in the throat com
I close myself
and we all tolerate and sing

And here is the end of the story
But no one will understand
What torped me to this fucking year
Hundreds of incomprehensible lines of love and death
But I try to find sense as Kaya was looking for Gerd

But only believe me
and the tears are poured on the road to paradise
I was often betrayed
and bluing posts of the past
and with chill taking lines
Total shit that happened to me over the years

My blood is boiling
in my veins, on sheets
And I fly one
And I do not need a satellite