Текст песни Малый Кристалл, Саграда, Tommy - Эфиром с районов

Global warming in the minds of the population
All our hut doomed to eviction
Silent universe. And only with you together
Reply fight we esters with areas

Outside the window a woman's scream heart-rending, someone pizdoshat
Put the print on the face of the tread sole
And what do we ?! You podorveshsya? I doubt it.
Leather skukozhilas under a blanket warming.
And the rain as if whispers something wise
And one morning closed Dima Lubero
Removed from the board, but not cleaned think
In the last round, these figures conceal melts gloomy anthill
And do not fuck your nickname on the network
Beautiful word in the English of these dogs do not hold
Do not bullshit me, that there is no filok, not your cell phone
There are wolves - strangled from behind shelves
Long nights on the porch visiting local
There was crowded when falling into the abyss of such
Bashlyaet without fear of underweight in three hours
I boys height-to-Xia Paty!
Profit brother, someone in this cooking
There creature that eats this hari
The Ministry of Health does not approve, but to make passes. Yes.
A guy puts. Yes. A guy puts.
Out long vygnival this shard
Yes they won as: KHolodova, Orbit, Latskov
Remains fraternal, remnants of something human
Respektos faceted. Sagrada. Ether to the area.