Текст песни КИРИЛЛ СМОООГ - ПЛАСТИКА 2013

birthday, May kipish for flowers
not one hundred and one bud sorry, not the golden boy
your friend drove the fifth iPhone, bitching,
and my bouquet was not worth even Pyatikhatki.

I like a hunted wolf, ready to give their lives
for the sake of a dream, to have time to jump under the flags
from scratch all by yourself, it takes time Zai
I Jam with commerce on the type of light

your friend new Papic razdrochit wholeheartedly
Do not let pass the choke brand new Porsche
Yes and your requests in my balance
floss clap, give the kid a chance to climb

World plastic on the shirt with crocodiles
character screwy foxes, stretching ballerina
and it is just transcendental Pryce Plaza
I lured smoke in a bottle from under the sprite

 
chorus:
and misses me, and I'm flying
higher than the birds fly higher than Gagarin
this slim, does not see the edges
I lower my eyes and you do not know the type of
and misses me, and I'm flying
higher than the birds fly higher than Gagarin
this slim, does not see the edges
I exhale gray tones paradise

you are mannered, atmospheric
I misanthropy again trudge on thorns
I called on the phone, trying to catch the sound of
but all this space insulation absorb studio

feeling wasted smoke and the bed creaking
and that your friend was just a matter of chance
shoes in the hands of the club barefoot on asphalt
rotten topic divorced flight to Palma

fate silicone boobs
choking plastics, shampoo shleyfuya Russian
she was drunk asks what I want for a gift
Lyamov couple happiness and health of our mothers

Black and Fyodor, again where it goes
passenger hides a silent eye cap
Nobody knows why the rocks on all
Toli homesick, felts misses her