Текст песни стефания данилова - Говори о себе

Tell me about yourself, being in four walls,
of which do not leave Joseph commanded.
I Constitutional Court awarded
these chairs in the saddle uporotyh-fox posture,
arguing that it is necessary to buy a home,
the rains without end, that there should be a font smaller,
that one person, who is called "my"
fifth collection of poems would be unnoticed,
that everyone today who died young
He enlisted in the legion of the world's sufferers.

Tell me about yourself, lazy exhaling smoke
I compose stories, they suck from a finger,
Show me the underside untouchable,
I myself draw on blackboard villain,
so you do not inadvertently found himself in
with whom I would like to hand in hand and baldeya,
obgulyat Petersburg from the basement up to the roof,
where death seeks shall find death.

... Speak to me! As long as you do not say,
your lips mysteriously closed. And tantalizingly,
and especially - for calling "tyzhpoetom".

Tell me about yourself, being in four walls,
not sure if someone asks you about this.
Tell me that the night is inherently dark.
I naemsya monologizirovannym dinner
and someone will say: "Thank you. Not hungry"
to me, grinning, said "Drain counted."

Tell me about yourself, please speak.
It is esoteric protection
by tactile hunger
zhruschey
inside.