Текст песни Аптекаръ. - Зараза.

Subconscious dirty
beckons pluck
these fruits early
They hurt you
demolish Bosko
those who are the bourgeois class
in the darkness you hear our voices
life black stripe
alas, but white is not a priority
flying on a black carriage Leningradke
those in whom I am sure over the years
Jam of the cones on top of warming EPT
The higher floor
dolshe the flight down
rain pours through the cornices
in the crown of the head can not see people
inscription on the wall of the policy factor de
neabosnovonny risk
and I'm stuck in this pussy
in the teeth toffee
No strёma from lawsuit
I write a note to the edge proposti
about where you are even
and stood close
this life
your white face
mercilessly blood bryschet
It remains to hide and not Mace
but damn what a difference already
cocks in the shower
and plus
some problems
Yes, and nowhere to go
surrounded by brick walls
narrow vein
is missing from the mouth foam
genes passed down from father
in the hands of whitefish
useless hay
outside beeping siren
weekend as a cartoon
Finding Nemo
I am far under water
where dark
where who you were before
nobody cares
where all of you for one
Here campaign all Smer
that everything is for Ponto
the world is divided into major and slaves
I would like to ask many
And what is the meaning of life?
Well, I think not everyone will understand
Yes and I am sure 10 percent of the 100
I will give the exact answer