Текст песни Оксимирон - 1. Не с начала

First Verse:
Silently straighten her blanket, anathematizing herself for this.
She came out of the foam, leaving a thin imprint of her shoulder on the tile.
And Khan to you, you played out, old fool, that's the whole epitaph.
Darkness falls on the city, the punks fall asleep, the mafia wakes up.
There, underneath us, an ant hill rummaged, opening its mouth like a Rottweiler.
Teaches you how to survive in parallel.
At this time, those above are taught to solve equations.
And while the city is vertically divided, she grabs mechanically in bed.
Without even waking up my dick, and I smile at her.
And I understand that I’m fatally lost.
And it’s better to tell everything gradually.
It all started with that call on Monday.

Outro:
- Mark, hello, this is Kira! Mark, did you even write anything?
You should hand over the manuscript in a month. There’s still some kind of turned fan
called with reproaches. I don’t even know how he found my phone.
But, apparently, he can reach you too.