Текст песни Неизвестный исполнитель - Серость

Gray darkness and the world are the same yards
Gold Mountain lave all the same thieves
I peshochkom without pathos in the cold
This winter has just become tired in the trash
Just luck, or a couple of grams per pocket
I do not have to heaven pritenzy well, something like
Well, how are you man page? I'm all here under fog
Enveloped in smoke and deception such wounds
Capital huh but not dick her brother gorditsa
Everything is in credit and rent absolutely gone crazy whore
Yes, there is kindness in people and do not have faith in anything
I smoke Lipno walk to the player that is all.
I look at the sky silently thought the stars
With me the fire good and clean air
And how many there would be no songs of tracks I'm sure
When we are together we are greater together various shots
And if not for the music I have not been
On this gray light of faith with paper e ...
Baby Think You're not a moron
The whole world is invented and thought go into the fog and think
As long as the fire is lit and the flame warms thoughts
It is not love has died and there is someone close.
Forget shots and bursts its past
You're in a life little realize until you are thrown.
Sometime earlier all agree it was brighter
How to ram were beer boxes prirodka-vodka
Right now everything is part and each of its
Everything now goes and people fly into a rage
Open the door quickly closed
Hunger do not share with the hungry this time
I can not because I am faithful to their faith
The fire is burning inside me and night silently warms.
Gray darkness and the world are the same yards
Gold Mountain lave all the same thieves
I peshochkom without pathos in the cold
This winter has just become tired in the trash.