Текст песни Никита Александрович - Сорваться с места

Hands off me, ant tribe
Going to the formation of a new funnel
Patching holes favorite system
Doing something from which there is no sense
Hands off, phone numbers
Lights knock at the door tocsin
And the wind in his ears shouting: & quot; It's time! & Quot;
Inherit cloak battle blizzards

Dart off x2

My defense - gag reflex
I was disgusted by your speeches
They are helpless pity stinks
No matter how trying to turn the words
I'm so tired of you all sick
You will be in my mouth, words, yes snot more
Do not feed bread, let me find the cause
Do nothing to complain about everything

Dart off
Inherit the name of his last grave
Dart off
Where there is no time, and lights illuminate the path
Dart off
And finally wake up in my bed
But I inherit a face mask
hiding from the eyes of an animal mask

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