Текст песни фарт. - повседневность

in this chamber exit is only a coma
tablets from his hands shackled, like soon
the day will come when I will come up with eyforetiki
sparing the soul from the soul of ethics ...
Without specifics lucky you write lines
layer interior peace prevails, thank you mushrooms ...
for the worlds in my eyes, a different perception
every minute of voice sounds much nicer.
speeds without slowing down my house stalab
consciousness is, wall thickness, hush my opinion,
must keep trying to convey silence
to exploit the patient to break your understanding ....
I'll start with the one with which to speculate on the finish line
I tasted the taste, you want more accurately
priravu sweeter Pruha longer naslozhdenie more.
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My house is sh, window, bed, but still
view from the window leads to the emptiness of everyday life, God ...
slightly acid, Clicking, and you are free at the same ...