Текст песни ПО ДЕФОЛТУ - ВОЛШЕБСТВО

Garden of Eden devastated, spilled wine
Eye orbit go beyond heaven, catch binoculars
Favorite photos, will use any blunts
Open the rose, the bottle cuts tonsils
The poet's dead poems were striking

Truth soared, a tear rolled
I did not delve into your words, bad trip teen
Endless hard age, space debris
Blindly despise you, glow in the crowd

Infinitely discounted, loop around the neck
Soap is on the brush, trust is drenched
Neon will dazzle beauty, lack of experience

The opiate under the ribs will wake the deity
With foam from the mouth, magic will dazzle me. X2