Текст песни максимturist - фотографии

Previously, the father and mother were pictures
Now I have drunk in usmer
Alcohol shamelessly pour into the throat
And then I prove something zealously

Flipping our old album
You know, there I am happy hike
And now with me it was ?
Inside I have a universal cold

Although the smile like as before,
But no one passion
I did not meet any expectations
Forgetting to press on the brakes

With the dream of becoming a drunk baby
There was everywhere a
That paradox not hide oilcloth
Himself she should strangle nerd