Текст песни МсРафикДаг - Я конченый

I lived was Abros his dick like a stone
strongly and firmly, always flew down
Listen to your breath
It may be correct
But the people around
incomprehension
And the pain inside
Something breaks there
And you without rules and without action
That is, do not you act
And on the street so quiet
falling
Snow and cold soul
heartbeat experiencing voice
That is not important
Move to Gzhel
Or live in a Nut
no future
Youth hi
Past the street walking
I hate the cold in routes
Prior to anger in the eyes of the people
Merge person in the room with wallpaper
Is it important to
What I do
Or at least on my opinion
And they decide everything for me
Though it is better to say, "can not hear"
Settles with the crowd
Or with water
Past the rot coming from them
And on the street so quiet fall ...
Are you in the arch
Without hats
With a broken zipper on the jacket
Shifting alien butts
The shoes on his bare feet
Dancing
Cute
my
Go
Do not look back
Do the functions that do not like
Even I
Personally
Cynical naglazhivaya cuffs
We are in the head with a greeting
You and me, but to all of you
Do I have to go somewhere
Either remain invisible
No future
Which lasted in fact
How old is this spring
That will not come
And there you have no
Decide Function
Not finding the roots
And throw
I blindly out of breath
Dressing pride and go home
I myself awake
And all she'll do
Heck
It is stronger
And most of it
You baiting whole crowd
The smell of mint
Injections yes needles
Whisper something in the minibus
But all the noise, noise, noise ..
It turns out it is too loud
Caffeine sugar
As my grandmother said
Harmful to the valve
And best of all
learn to breathe
That is, on the contrary
I washed-please forgive
Although the people I scream
They do, and it does not matter
The computer compiles the program
As I stumble on the stairs
There is not you
And it would be necessary
I miss
absurdity
humorous
and child
"come to me"
And pasta nautically
In your hands
A sound mind
Only your voice
nothing else matters
I can forget how to breathe, but not your face
Round but crowded wrinkles
And love
The windows in which
Silently so
You peeps
And looking for me
well it is clear
Spots of red figures
Against the background of white verses
Pictures of the second positive
And I
like
No one .