Текст песни Мама мы взрослеем - нам становиться так больно

Somewhere night ran reluctantly burns day
Shed blood on the sheet of paper
Where hundreds of hiding my ideas
Turn into strange characters

Tomorrow where we'll look from different angles
Entangled signs, the gods
Tangled themselves on edge
Not knowing who is behind and who is against it, only minus

Answers to questions not found
Hide secrets not sleep
And so sick of boring medlyatiny
Let the bass louder heaping

Drawing fingers on the glass
Mom, we grow, we become so painful
At the risk with us erases time
Only I followed her to the last

It's really fun
Have you looked in the mirror light bulbs
These colors were reflected in terms of persons
.. You and I do not stand next to hang himself

Frantic, Topcu their heels on the stairs
Useful not so much that the smoke got into the heart
Someone denies my head rolls in the heavens

Wait, well, who wrote
Change the number, confused button
Forever lost in addresses
Its concrete boxes

Draw fingers on the glass
Mom, we grow, we become so painful
At the risk with us erases time
Only I followed her to the last

Sadness will pass my fiancee
In this apartment we become too crowded
Stay, sit up gray hair
Gray smoke, the city and I alone

Time to turn day into night
And we have hostages, plunder us, we fuck
Separate apartment, notes Minor
And I saw another world without boxes

Near boxes love this poison
Voiced night, I'm sorry, I
Let baby face or my bitch
Stupid stupid