Текст песни Джоин и DommI - Gte to morosit

Somewhere he dries and you run from the winters
You will not enable me not forgive me
I will sincerely become a habit
We infected this love in cups

In the kitchen it is cold and we change notes with you
Leave now no late just door slam
And do not look for me and do not call me
When you leaving forgotten things

Slim card and funeral number
Don't call me there will be another story in a coma
Similar to comic not everything is so fucked
I d'away a little will and conscience road

Like everything according to the standard and everything is dressed
Increased from the house in pursuit of coin
Watch the manner on the marathon at night
And we flying gait did not give any promises

"Somewhere he drills and you no more
Stripes Leave and fly Tai Tay Thai
like flocks I stopped and removed
Having spoiled on your world and without offense you as always "