Текст песни Dimasik-Ms-c - Будущие-авторское

Between temples prolёg tunnel
Sleepers wheels , rails
The noise in my head , like a huge bumblebee
It rubs against the skull Mehlis
Colette flank , throat tickle
Saliva - with metallic taste
Crumpled card runs, rustles
Stickers beckoning to hang out
Heart health takes in loan
And hardly give
You're like a moose that is barely worth
Cut the legs of the crust
Steps zataschat you there
Where will the ladder tape
Variants in fact no, yes
Resign yourself - all else fails .