Текст песни Мадина - Не повторяй ошибок.......

And scram bottle on the freeway,
Stunned, plastic, simple.
Sat an hour, went without looking
No & quot; stay & quot; or & quot; wait & quot ;;
I have the night, fifty-six.
Drove me to the train station, uncle,
You're going completely blank.

What the hardest to get used to -
I am alone, as a suicide bomber or a fisherman.
I odnee those who lie, caught
Cold on the street: I wimp.
I odney all drunks and all dogs.
You know how hopeless chuckle,
It seems that my cause tobacco.

I would not go away. I would have sat rubbing
Bezel cup or ring
And looked in the neck, collarbone, throat,
Gate T-shirts - but not in person.
That would be time to exhale these drills -
One hundred and one damn sverletso

With pencil lead, language dagger
(Groove on the blade - like a needle)
Happy that I ran,
He will take me to the corner,
Instead of deafness, nausea and haze.
Scary wants her to adore you,
Pampered and treasured.

And reminded me that I no longer came.
So I really could not.