Текст песни Психбригада - 17 Что ждет меня, ясновассаненький

Dm E Am A7
What is waiting for me, I'm quenching again
DM.
and pain and shame won to the bottom
Am E.
I still dypsy, roar as little
AM.
from terrible life and wine

And I used to go for girls
Looking for a cherished ideal
And maybe I would find a cute
But I drank money

And now the sick and rhiven
Figure beard with clocks
I sit in a sneaky and drunk
and outside the window is murmur

Spring came with a rain drip
And I stuck my mattress
And I used to be an artist
Pictures by Maslitsa wrote

But I cut everything, I all propyl
I take an avoska again
And on the monstering snowdrifts
I go bottle to collect.