Текст песни эхопрокуренныхподъездов - остаться

and I'm ready to record his acoustic and caps on digicam
only to create,
to rhyme, riffs flying on an inclined knock in the heart rhythm.
no razor to trim the soul
and errors and not throw in the closet,
which houses the young parents,
porn of the nineties.
I clearly understood:
love is love,
rather than a pair of grams.
life is life,
instead of MDA in parliament.
Goodbye, people, staring at the train.
after the next flight you will come pussy.
just not enough air
after a trip to Corsica
on the island, called the brain,
poznakomlenny
with the post-effects of overdose.
metamorphosis,
favorite apart,
Only one money each.
It may simply not have enough glucose to us.
no one can throw a life buoy.
well, we might just be shit on the sheets,
which themselves at night crying.
maybe it's worth at least once to give homeless surrender
on cigarettes.
but for them it means.
maybe it's worth unrequited love.
and fuck that unrequited,
as the wind likes to tree branches.
maybe it's worth to stay in the world
and hundreds of sunrises met.

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