Текст песни Проект ХБ - Назад

Back to textbooks, back to teachers of snotty songs about
How great that we all die here, devour the Christmas Eve without waiting for Christmas,
But the direct degree of proximity of the kinship back to the superstar seats and to the midnight tricks
Where are you like a ghost
transparent and not fresh
And even if you do not eat myself
That exactly drink
Light each in the power of Bel,
The world to everyone as mil
We sang everyone who's as bold
And did not look at who looked like
The day came, here's the day passed
And if the thread is under
So it is good
No one to bury us
Back to motorist community
Where sparks were stuck on the cheeks
All mandatory, all future accomplishments
Well, but for now the loan to me on dumplings
Back to parents where you think
that you are not
Their bin knows everything, their bin knows them said their bin big I have already read so much,
I myself know what such a good day came, here's the day passed
And if the thread is
Today it was good
Once some kind of bury us
Light each in power
The world to everyone as mil
We sang everyone who dare
And not watched who merged