Текст песни Alli Vinser - О них

I sometimes do not understand
Why so sick
What is compressed in the chest
Scribbles on this difficult

It is difficult to paint
AND TELL difficult
It may, in motion, gestures
That, no, I do not believe

They'll love so much criticism
Deshovye performances
Fake game
What would have been many acts

What would have been a lot of passion
And just a lot of gossip
Specificity is greater
In these more colors

And how funny and sad
See this horror
These noise and filth
These flattery and coarseness

These forms of elasticity
That for each
It would be a shame to them?
Yeah dream! and how

They all think the same way
A similar one-
Mark: The color of the hair and skin
And by the way, too, thought

Dude be careful
Do not jump into the maelstrom
They demolished the roof
They fake moaning

It is made of steel robot
All on one system
All in one system
Without love and faith

Just like a pack of jackals
Hyenas Bags creature
Wali to his hut
Come for a couple of sticks

Your words - poison
They really nechtozhny
They do not mean anything Th
Go from here Shmarev

Let's run soon
Run away from this truth
Include your protection
And ignore the facts

You ..
Forget your dreams
They'll give you nowhere
They do not need

Nasty bitch was?
And what mother would say?
A mother waits and weeps
And no power on scandals

A daughter of networks, portals
Waiting for the addition of Nala
Who, where and how to pay
And a lot or a little

Consider: down the drain
Though not difficult to save
But does this make sense?
To all this?

Understand you are unarmed
Smearing bitch
Though pity fool
You're his mother's nerves

Swallowing his pride
Mani next
Just remember the idea
It will help you

You're not interested in it
And only your availability
And it is not the eyes and the voice
And only your stupidity

Do not you play them
And you are to them fun
In this game without rules
The living will not leave thee

Chorus:

And for their actions
Stand before God
And then ask
You do not judge strictly

Everyone makes mistakes
Nature too, such
Only about honor and pride
Do not forget the native