Текст песни Полумягкие - Шкатулка

Minutes coins currency motives inveterate zarifmovanny and running in your head
Open the way for the new , the medium has its own laws
Rotten meat is cool and it is so , send it in the trash
Music is supposed to set fire to and be thought wise
But during the week as a second sand through your fingers
You cheated and we inflated and that's all

Moments customers Muta
Do not brake until it peck until casket creaks
Creak couplets and rhyme
In the eyes dazzled gusts make nice have not left
I know one thing - that should be doing well leads to success
Interference and noise in the temples , a layer of dust covered the longing
Through all uragat to celestial bodies , then divide in half Merit
Two characters come out of the corner, when the house engulfed twilight
Paint pictures , even at the risk rather draw
The flowering is inevitable , everything changes if thrown into extreme
I scraped off pieces of his memory, when everybody likes , there is no difference
Picture breaks down, if the equation was the inequality
Therefore, to decide for itself , your choice of mind , and my scan
I pretty much could not grasp until the soil is gone from under the feet
Ahead of the abyss, the return path cut dangerous blade , sarcasm out of place in such travel
This if done honestly
Almost missing , how much repeat , this is not fenotropil
This rise is you break the cycle of frequency
For fresh air and clean the firmament
Their efforts to carry your house , turning everything under bias
It's not a rut , this is a look from a different angle
What happens here is brewed .