Текст песни Сатана Печёт Блины - Трудный возраст

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teacher looks at me
as the culprit terrorist attack
to change again to get scham
Petya promised Boris also promised

these guys are bullies
law does not apply to them
Peter devil in the flesh
He wrote in my backpack

spreading rumors
about nezherzhanie
threatened me
poked in the face with his hands
though my knives

and then home
which becomes an inveterate drunkard my blue Dad
mother will make efforts
to get out of bed
and in the face to me
and once again give
and once again give

and no matter what I got
but at least with a plus five
sleep and then wash again
again all on new
stand again
stand again
stand again
time to live
and a time to die

wake up to the
parental quarrel
soon in the school understand
which again does not avoid the shame

will again beat
and laugh at me
Sounds school changes
as if from hell howling

I like a prisoner of hell
reward for suffering
only light cool
ventilated abrasions
home mother screams again
and puddles of vomit Batin
I think it's time to run or

just get out of the window
decided at night on a rope fiber
I go down to the yard
leave it
and one step back
I decided fugitive

ride to the border edge
as if playing a game
of boilers boiling hell
straight to the gate of heaven

but that is only a dream
I understand and feel
stabbing pain in the gums

this I fell asleep on the chemistry
someone in the mouth splashed
I solution in acid actinium
in the middle of his class I

and laughing all around
stood wanted to escape
but sat down again

this hell in me
this hell in me
this hell in me
this hell in me

I do not run away
I do not run away
I do not run away
I do not run away