Текст песни Муравей - Самоизоляция

I joke you on the glass I will hang myself on the wall
City-dura dancing lights voice my words are not my
Out of attraction outside you outside the infection beyond the earth
Do not smoke fasten straps

I'm lost in the crowd. Remember me. I am buried in the snow I hate spring.
I lost my plans in the taiga taiga
I fucked calling Sanitars

On pockets crumpled dust by hands Orthodox shiver
On the face of a happy motive and on the street Tif and rain
The director mixes the sound Silence provokes a cry
Stairs Spin Hand Hand Hand Rush Rush Hour

I'm lost in the crowd, unleash my hands
I'm burning in the snow I hate spring
I got lost in the taiga taiga of my plans I fucked by calling Sanitars
At night, the honed snoring in the morning hysterical laughing
Soundproofing Public System Self-Healing Public Poison Oligophrenia throughout Russia Oligophrenia from Crimea to Siberia
Three Tightening Green Sleep Allergy Spring

I'm lost in the crowd, unleash my hands
I'm burning in the snow I hate spring
I got lost in the taiga taiga of my plans I fucked by calling Sanitars