Текст песни Тбили, Жека КТО ТАМ - это что-то больше чем просто ебаный звук

and now a little strange day
and it's not about what is broken hand
I realized that everything around me is just a shadow
and I have nothing but the music
I do not go out on the role of your idol
I bit into his snot smeared on bits underground lira
life made ​​it as thin thread
But you do not live it that would judge me
is the soundtrack to my life
in the bustle of strangers in their home province
RANS tired this is the Life
with dirty streets Horad debauchery and buzz
and in this my whole life
tysjach lines that razebali whole world
and I'm not just the voice of your columns , I realized ( I'm not just the voice of your speakers)
it is something more than just a fucking sound
life in my area and not Life and dagud
more than the pain is more than just a love
I 've been holding it all a bitch
I traded you in a dirty basement style
Underground music I have not betrayed
I always made ​​it a rule to drink until thawed
the same district with rap that was lacking
I traded you in a dirty basement style
your truth as corrupt smile slut
I killed as a result and a little podvis
and fuck really funny this is your life
ulitsa.moya Street for many years, I saw my father in the first
and this life reminds me of a dream without end
there are so many people but all of them without a face
and you pomnish his first fight, and a first leg or the first stick
and return back to this time, you know how it vet

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but we did not go on to get off
roll into the abyss in these doorways with guys sometimes be kind
all go fuck with his flattery
better bi vein cut ti me do not call more
because everything is in the past and can do nothing nebilo not love quite small doses to fade time I pull up to the dawn
stand still, and see now who I had become
Muse I no longer dream and quite lehko not clean these lines and probably unnecessary and tales probably not work with us
and again panting from others shared these thoughts leave a trail without a knife
on duzhe quietly so only I do not need to cram their problems
nintendo - line flying over the white as white feather my mind Poteryanyi too slowly pereberaet simple words
again to all of you ... ushatanye move in steps of
unknown areas underground tops white flakes falling somewhere in the distance snow
five did not drink much to my bi could see sunset sunrise but in place of this element again reached home
and tomorrow everything on the new stand and I wait for you and Kent here again for what is there not ask viyasnyay
I can not again for another dial your phone number
but beeps replace eternity and you do not sleep I lost in the infinity of your phrases in your eyes but still it is not about us, give me a couple of pipettes couple of pills and I'll forget about all this and talk about our summer about the two of us getting lost somewhere
like forgotten you but hardly already and then there were only spots
about our past but alas , no one would say a good ...