Текст песни Тихие Игры - Пистолет

Hello, I am glad to see
I dreamed of you last summer
Forgetting dissolved
How are you? All probably OK?

I is normal
Tears, cleansed, washed
Do you remember the night we once
Thought is born again

Help yourself cigarette
You do not smoke? I also throw
It would be sweet jam
Yes, a little more, but more

The thoughts are confused veins
We will go by tram
If you want, I will reveal a secret
What is in my pocket?

The gun, the gun
Death no longer with us, no more
You see, we are on the edge, on the edge
Places will not suffice in paradise, we in paradise

No power, let's sit down
You want a drink? I am also against
My ears were
The cries of the wounded bystanders

So I live alone nerves
In the hands of confused thoughts
I opened the door for the night
I do not have to die of boredom

The gun, the gun
Death no longer with us, no more
You see, we are on the edge, on the edge
Places will not suffice in paradise, we in paradise