Текст песни A Zab - Унесло студийка

Now it is time to do a bit makes me sick
I feel so bad, carries me somewhere where there is not
somewhere where there is not no way
home alone, pack down on the floor
bottle on the kitchen table and I was lying on the floor smoke
I look up at the ceiling and at the same time and in the heaven
where God is calling me because I'm in the way all at once
perhaps you are my future enemy or future friend will appreciate this record
me who is calling and then burst through the door likely lads
or debris on the call of the other broke down to me
4 hours without an answer the phone hundreds an Unread SMS
thousands of unanswered mom called again two hundred somewhere
wanted to answer but I was bad ... I hope you know what I mean yes brother

called favorite times to three hundred, and went to the tractor driver
the door bursting bull he was alone but probably he is strong
lyutsyfer he came to pick me up to the light but I decided to get up
and he open the door but there was my Dad, I did not believe it because
he is not here five years from fucking sick again go smoke
5 was the day I was home alone smoke and drink every one of you as possible
be so fool is not my bitch and have a draw

Your last threw you out there for other parents Bagach iPhone
expensive new car and you do not Bitsy first who decided to buy into it
but she's just a slut gives to all who ask, and so with the 6th grade
Rodak and still do not know the girl learn to think operates all so decent
and she really spoiled by money and sex and you are so modest that I
I do not know how to approach me to you is not a lot that scares but I'm used to
and soon I found a way to fight would want that you became a mother of my child
and we lived to a ripe old age to a deep joy

The door is closed it is gone ... but forgot to pick me up to the light
I slowly slid to the floor dizzy from gray smoke
I was so stuck that does not let the fifth day
Whitefish dofiga reserve for two days until I have enough I will add track
nastuchit bit write to her and then hid in a slow track ... goodbye forever my brother
I left if you sleduyuyuschy track ever ready to be slower perdeduschego
I will send it to you, even where there is not no way out of the coffin toist
his coffin I raztroschu ego with their own hands and go further along this path
the path of the musician on the street, I do not cook to music she does not come
I feel bad when I start to write I write a lot of little rubs off on people
I stand this fucking nonsense esli you dangle me in a rush
then I tried not to sleep not in vain as the next club will accept the new track on the album, he 7
and most normal