Текст песни Биты,минуса,Instrumental,Рэп,Музыка - Туман

This gray dark fog fills the streets
In the heads of young fog, this gray dope
Dritting young nearest edge
And on the edge of the abyss how there is not going
on grazing, if you quit the wash
in the hands of the deck and one and the same
Gray Dark Fog wanders around the city
If you are on the road turn on the counter headlights
It will be visible only that in front of you and there further
Unknown Mountain Sky and Forest
That strip pull into the pit of the young
There are a little bunting in the track
You will unsubscribe it in essence
July you are ticking up to Mamka in the hut lodge
Ambush Zaibala plashesize you fading
Throw a bang of Durin and Durny not Duri
Better go to the training seater
I will come out of the entrance again this fog
People all gray and sky too gray
Serce yourself and lilac fragrant
Look in the circle every friend souls look
Here every 2 goes under the red poison
Poorless advertising fills the souls
You look at you on quietly slander
Dressed loop on the neck let's kick the stool
You will no longer see mommy you dinner
This gray dark fog in the head of Duman
what's the point to interpret
If you are russia you realize everything yourself
What is good that you don't cut off the way
When fog on the street and people frowning
No mood and what is the house hanging brisk
And you again in the pharmacy in line for your handwriting
Someone walk someone on prado it does not matter
But all brave software on the Internet
This gray dark fog fills the streets
Beauty remained little SchiSh All with Iguar