Текст песни Мята - Пошло всё к чёрту

Hair color autumn grass
Dark yellow
And there is no right to love
And to hell with everything , so I decided to
Went all hell
I do not want to cry again
Fuck it Fuck it
Fuck it Fuck it

I played you in Fano
As an artist, painted on canvas
I watched you as a movie
Going down the stairs to the underground
On wagons wagons
In the underground Aprons
The deserted salons
OFFICE tattoos
Bookshelves morning 9 40
Hundreds of friends and new views

Hair color autumn grass
Dark yellow
And there is no right to love
And to hell with everything , so I decided to
Everything went to hell
I do not want to cry again

I am an artist and you watercolor
All I will say , well, if you want to and you do not believe
Golden keys in the door
And you will not find me now
In the underground parlays
According to a lost plays aloud
Without interest not find a place
Acrid smoke Express
You know it's not fair
monotone songs
forgotten songs

Hair color autumn grass
Dark yellow
And there is no right to love
And to hell with everything , so I decided to
Everything went to hell
I do not want to cry again
Fuck it , I decided
All went to hell
I do not want to cry again
Fuck it , I decided
Fuck it , I do not want to cry again
Hair color autumn grass
Dark yellow
And there is no right to love
And to hell with everything , so I decided to
Went all hell
I do not want to cry again
Hair color autumn grass
Dark yellow
And there is no right to love
And to hell with everything , so I decided to
Went all hell
I do not want to cry again
I do not want to cry again
Fuck it , I decided
All went to hell
I do not want to cry again
Fuck it , I decided
Fuck it