Текст песни Dinner - Услуга аду

1 kup:
I'd pulled time ago and he would have otshagnul
According petam
After all, there is no line of his mom and dad in me, how is it
Maybe someone I still need
time enemy
Someone killed, I butchered carcasses

I did something that is not possible for others
I remember Stationery knife how I wanted zdohnut

But you have not seen it all
And maybe he survived
I'm so vulgar
What I just stay in bed

... I tore, the dust in the wind
... We went over the fate of the bottom
Gut ... I feel death in front
Die ... at least not for stupidity but crazy

Chorus:
We will not leave this world with tears
Although we were not where dreaming
But it comes with age
Doing it yourself will not prevent someone else pomosh
And silent pace not Kan,
In the abyss to the bottom
I will do a favor when hell
I'll be back
But for now that I'm 17 and I
full of Cihat
In my hut
Snow and cold sapphires
The heat from the outside, the problems of this world.

2 kup:
Cutting his wrists for whom the usual thing
Decent topic of conversation
Not without measures, though a hypocrite
But me hate more than mana
I push her because pritenzii
Not captured.

We would be torn to pieces but
This abyss is still deprived of power
Above his head hung down propostyu
My problems are bent like cornices

I have a bit of luck, and leave overnight in the chaychik
In a warm bed, but apparently I was not happy to
But I do not rubbed on the stage so a lot of problems
Generally