Текст песни aperow - фото фото

Suspanned morning
pushes into the cold world
Running, dial in light snow
drag the body forward, this is your starter
Your cambek
Path crop
from bed in bed
But I wanted to become so much
Adults

Such a close distance of human consciousness,
Special sense of memory poles
Do not try to understand me
I am almost happy. But still almost
read all this on my lips and other read
however
Only you can explain where the end of the night
insomnia broken spine
Phone as a children's night light
In the habit of strict in the diary
For each window, the naivety meter holds with a dream
my house
your house
Our fire
And the memory sleeps on the tip of the knife
In my throat
in my head only brood moth
But I so wanted to become an adult
But all this is only the KORT
and our disappearance life according to the charters and gta
We have never come back
In the headphones listen to silence
Through the sounds not to pass and the smallest variable feelings
I give up
grow out other people's smiles in the skin
as parasites
You say that he knew himself only killed
dead
Not alive
unhappy
I made friends with this set-complex ...
Fullness

Ambition hollows
Stored in IKEA catalogs
Life is whining insane and bold
Between the case without measure Marya naivety in the horses and the sheds
smelling manure, just like life among us
Photo in profile
Photo in Afas

Tied black ribbon
Cassette
who you played in childhood
which you may have time to listen
Without you here will be much better
times better where we are not

Wrap, won,
Life is unfair - this is your obelisk
but once
Just throw everything
Leave from the city
And never
Hear
never
Do not return