Текст песни Скиф - Мерзкий Город

I am RVI on the part I Sophist and not bully
Seasonable to satire I am in Sarters
And there is no happiness in my paintings of the world.
I became a member of the angry revenge when you are extincted. BUT!
I see beauty in the beach and benus
Homeless Sadbow All so sad and sad
And I am astretis, Padavan in empty cities
Where under the camera in winter herso buried
My moral without control
And anyone in it sharply sink
In the outskirts of the forest phantom
Not an animist but sometimes he behaves so that I am like a demon (and we are without the like)
Your freak is busy enough in the gym, but among threats measurement
I like Scott Summers struck his love by shooting eyes
(Path to Moscow)
In Kotomka, the shoulder books - my tail province
Wollen Your Blood to Vienna, now I'm with you forever
"God stop as cute"
But in you love died and I became necrophil
Vulgar promise me where?
Okay Goodluck.
I have a sweet polynomial check them all the taste of the smoke!

Nasty city - my nature
Nasty city - my nature
Nasty city - my nature
Nasty city, nasty city x2