Текст песни Капюшон - Октоба

Lonely flocks, local skunk, paws trampled foliage, near shops
Cardboard Urn waits inside their hour
Children burst Cheetos, on the spot
In garages, izrisoval enamels, there appears the frost melts and immediately
For me, those little secrets and mysteries that have in the boule
I shave my head with a razor and I believe that is not sick
For I do not have a password harder than the pin phone
But today, I'm in shape, today remember
There is no fashion is not money in my pocket deep
I fuck the president and his even more so
I just kicks in October along the avenue to his
Past people, lonely people ....
Where is slowly falling leaves, where it quickly flying days
Simple math in it, no more
Golf yellowing and left without boshek
How are black cat, pussy until he signs on
As for the right of people ***** bitch to thrill
Do you like to blow and delirious, look at the skin on the fingers
In the boat a couple of these, and those who loved pissed off
Snow devour all the foliage, winter will absorb juices
I'm not so high, but still understood
As the leaves fall slowly, goodwill or suicide
It's just October, it is the text written in the same place
In the garage, on the foliage under the hood May ganja