Текст песни Операция Пластилин - Ты и Я

You
Hate my songs
Hate my songs
And you come into my dreams

I
I often think about death
I often think about death
For him 'm burning bridges ..

Human nonsense
From scraps of newspapers
Or a bullet in the head
Or just fucked up !
Either you or I
All one - no one
Or exit the window
Or something like that

You
Adore Nautilus ..
Sometimes crying quietly
Rezhesh hands at night

I
I found yesterday in the basement
Plasticine sun
So will all nishtyak