Текст песни Руру - курить лучше бросьте

I'm 17 and I do not know what my favorite color
I do not know what she loves flowers and loves it even
goose bumps then why?
silent in front of you, and one drowned pads strings
I'm sorry, but my butterfly has long been out there are dead.
saving up all that is fed to you
and put under the ribs,
I understand thee up
Why are so proud?
you did not do,
yes I kidding
and a couple of minutes
me autumn breaks.
no friend of a friend fucking
but smoking better throw.
how much weigh
These are your "love" and all its emotions?
I squander -21 grams of garages where the one in the trash
I do not get used to it, though he was accustomed to you in October
Now the sad conclusions.
do not answer, simply no one else to type those three words
promises broken
and I said to you in a dream nesus obdolyuannoy
We throw words at each other's breasts
thousandths after quarreling again we love
me go, or simply close the door
your verbs with "L"
I believed.