Текст песни Система Безопасности - Я Попаду

I will go under the wheels of the spring , my brains come out like toothpaste . The soul will only anger and his fists on the pavement and red paint . And my death - a spot on the pavement , In which you will go! You go out early in the morning , take a walk his dog . Light-hearted look at the spring sun , get a life , like a sop . After all, And my death - a spot on the pavement !