Текст песни эхопрокуренныхподъездов - нечаев.71

Although not heard, but the waves
Someone did Potiche
I do not know, I do not remember ...
on the steps and below
thoughts are lowered
Souls are lowered
In narcology lists
I discovered my face
so wanted from the apartment
break out
Maybe this world
For something, but need
These miserable thoughts
burst into shreds,
When a way out of the house
It was boarded board.

The sun looks sad
from stained windows
like gallons methyl
Mock in the cocoon,
rich dreams
Ohibyaya Hope
My name is an accident
And his - inevitability
Unbreakable plans
bright red powers
collapsed, their banner
became fiery - rusty
All holy edges
According to the graveyard are spilled
pus,
burn alcohol.