Текст песни B-Side - Росток

among the hundreds of millions have my germ
from north to south, from west to east
fly germ stretching body
gray smoke swallowed by the end of the system ...

space ... there are all sizes
convergence measure The measure is not there ...
shadows ... Wool me
I walk to the subway, and they crowd

swollen brain accumulated fears
I grow past, and he is tearful
Going on the way just would not fold
I am 25 now and I do not like any sleep

ordered bourbon got a tour
LCD ulybalnik and currency at the rate
Why live? I have not decided
bit ... chocolate bourbon leaked

He is making his way through the crowd collecting scars
in which some dregs tasteful lime
Look at you turned green
I found a parallel between himself and a balcony

scared the whole family, there is not enough moisture
Although there seems to be but goes with straining
around like tin, but always cool
and soon like the snow but the sun is desirable