Текст песни Штаб Product - НЕ ДО РОМАНТИКИ 2

BottleTotZ
It has become colder, the sky the stars shine
Leaves the wind picked up around the month was a witness
His face was white, cloudy land mark
They stood in silence, two one of them was the answer
That's why the pages tell of the soul
You write stuff the baseness of turning it into a way of life
So lyrically I could make a track
But you do not have to romance here is a verse
Place sadness paid deleted from memory
So something in the web, I was not one
Where to go to the wall on the way of truth wheeled fly motive
No brains these days it Tipo flu
melted
We wrote the first, the second you want
so do not want to floss, well okay you sing dreams
Burn life flew by regions
You wrote statuses, but the inns have opened
There's screaming about love, supposedly shit to the grave
We laughed heartily, seeing you at the door
Quench the phones were busy Tipo
Of course you believe such nonsense patsyk
Searched triper on another end, and there is no end to this
And once married, a decent fucking wife
We know the ins and outs and where not refuse