Текст песни Boulevard Depo X i61 - PaperJet

Time to fly, I have a paper plane under me
But I don't need a runway, I don't need it at all
I cross the firmament - it's cold as ice
And I rush up into empty infinity
I'll show you the way, show you so much
What's beautiful inside me bitch and on the long night
By yourself, bitch, on a long night you realize how
It's nice to have a relationship with God
I'm sorry dear, but you can't go with me
I fly - you stand, we are like heaven and earth
SuperJet, Sensi Mill and flying down the boulevards
Perfectly sideways in the snow-white STi
Her feet are Murcielago doors, pass a glass, girlfriend
I need this moisture, the arrows move in circles
Bubbles in the foreground, full of trash
Early in the morning I disappear from reality, as if I were Zarathustra