Текст песни BIG Brown BAG - По заснеженным трассам

Inside me full of gasoline
And will be a hell of paradise without nicotine
Why do you need a bed within limousine
And all happiness fits in grams of adrenaline

I hate dreaming
In the minuses of graceery
And I warm up asleep
In the bath of warm glue
You will warm me
And never let go
White color mass
Liquidation of sadness!

On snow-covered highways
At the speed of light
On snow-covered highways
All around in silhouettes
On snow-covered highways
Open my eyes
I can't wake up
Sleep will give me me
If not return

Snow lins the illusions
Somewhere there outside the window
Wait
Dark entrance
Fifth floor
The door is clipped
Strong castle
Break him let me
Two tickets for a colorful score
It makes no sense to be afraid of Zima
We are discharged a bright finale