Текст песни УННВ - момент не упусти

Crash
I hope we did not stop.
We are very sorry if wasps frequently sting in my head.
Buzzing in the ears and the trust does not cause noodles.
Do you smoke spice forget about ja ... here ganja respected. It is threatening only the appetite, but the positive as much as you can carry.
The moment did not miss. By stupidity or laziness.
Anti-migraine. To commit a crime.
Whatever you there was not a genius.
Saving time earning money.
You spent all the day.
Now, in search of new ideas.
You and your shadow do not expect pity.
Playing on repite. Compassionate snotty.
The text I wrote for a beer. Drunkards!
And you do not think your coughs tower sales.
It's important! And we're entering into a rage.
Often even. Fed up with this porridge.
Since childhood obebasheny. Keep everything away.
Especially someone Bunch. Destroy the stuff the main task.
Not otherwise as it is more leveling.
More more more more more leveling.
On a pity not push. Catch the tail of luck.
What is our life it is a dog.

Marik Marakesh
Sometime this fall plate over his head.
People nahavalis shit, but continue to push.
And no tears formed a puddle under my feet.
After all, if you can suffer for a long time at the end of jade.
I'm sorry! And this music is full of sorrow.
As a result, those who remained silent all shouted loudly.
You squander the treasure we found and immediately buried.
I'm angry just because you uёbki become angrier.
We did not expect anything extra.
How to live in this mansion with the soul of a beggar,
The cheapest cinema is nothing epic.
About your friend knows a lot of obscene.
All secondary as perhat from one shoulder.
Usually the truth uterus bitch cut bitterly.
They regret the sacrifice even wish for yourself trampling.
But no one has ever spared the executioner.
This urine, to drink it to the dregs.
Head half consisted of logs.
Take a look in your face and it will be enough full.
Wanting to shit on the cube or in a club you shit.
Read about myself, so as not moving his lips.
Loud words were washed away, but the frequency in the pipe.
Threadbare jackets coats shed here.
Yellowed leaves and with them your teeth.

Anq
People are afraid of falling in love.
As pigeons huddle, anywhere, little world to us.
We lost in the boxes. All leave for tomorrow.
The sky would be running in sneakers. Insoluble in the stream of evil streets. Stay true to yourself. Do not get lost at the bottom of the B days. Probably knows better life. As if to pull us better.
It seems to be together for a moment. And the house of the paintings of empty immediately.
The soul is like a puddle. Loop tighter.
With a smile from ear to ear with sewn eyes.
You see this life. She stebetsya over us.
Wander yards entrances killed. Saturate years.
Samoyed I and my soul it is necessary to decorate with flowers,
But they were not watered so. They wilted and steel bushes.
Now, as to the light it is difficult to break.
Let but the faith remained. Although seen all muddy.
Each letter in the sewn heart. Each line of the soul soaked. From the very bottom of the foul-smelling mud swallowed with a full. Enough scents in the mouth silence. Apparently nobody cares.
And feeling just roll into the abyss. In the eyes so closely.
Check out what I test. His own life, I did not fall in spirit.
So what do you hold close. Longing and sadness of loss.
Well, give me the strength to go through everything here.