Текст песни college dropout - мой космос пахнет гарью

don't breathe in a dream
at all
My triangular autumn

Alcohol today does not techite, sms are all the same
Hoping not to be less likely to tend
be closer
Already numbmen fines
And I have nothing more to do:
lie down to the Milky Way along the shoulders
Autumn thirty-six, autumn thirty six ..

I am myself gagarin, my space smells at Gare
and summer balcony with sound on the background
in which we are thin.
I will be your leap in ice water,
Accord to any of the months of the year.
Make so that I no longer shook on the code.
and kote in someone. narcologist, you yourself google.
And the cold from the floor, and the bare wire on the field will remind your voice.
Autumn thirty six