Текст песни Андрей Черпаков - Алгоритм

Coated with a film in a glass of tea
Pillow dry for a long time
And sitting at the third hour of the pair
You fall asleep anyway
On a frozen tram stop
Met morning, exhaling warm steam
I dined in the student canteen
It was the home to the light evening Var
And before going to bed, lying in bed
And looking silently at the ceiling
You wanted so embrace
It was only the middle finger of the IOC
And then, turning to the wall
And Hugging pillow before bedtime
You imagine different scenes
As the two of you, and nobody will separate
I could not b
Tomorrow a new day
And again from the beginning
And each time is always the identity
Again, stop the same bus
All complete with a hangover Rye
The crows croak awake
My ears are full of pounding rhythm
Today will be just today
And every day, just an algorithm