Текст песни Divine aka Lp ft. Grif - Молчание в унисон

I thought you and I will be in unison but
if the wind blew us to the rhythm Slow
ah sou th mach fishing after tears
thought could be but there was too late

and I was tormented by longing bitch
if not cross the skin
It would have been a gun to his temple
and whiskey and cola tea substitute again
it is a pity that people can not be replaced and so

I kneel down to the ring
chica grenades
I think you're beautiful
chica night and day here you here you are
special thought
was plagiarized
all the emotions turned
bluff life card game
I opened inavator
love yourself
I was wrong stupid all the same mistake because
and all the photos in your basket Now
all that comes empty SMS
I tired to endure on the lips of a word
let's call this silence unison
and be informed when the wind but did not utter a single word

I thought you and I will be in unison but
if the wind blew us to the rhythm Slow
ah sou th mach fishing after tears
thought could be but there was too late

you say something and I do those songs
that would be more fun to not milled on site
instead Battle stupid conversations with shadow
you loved me mani but zero attention

bad influence of breathing pauses
20 seconds of laughter penetrates the consciousness of a few lines from a consciousness for pravdoruba
Then in unison will carry through a dream
I was rich but he remained a fugitive

you're not the one that cripples the soul
It is the one at the stove preparing dinner husband
I wander the earth without knowing what I need
you just need to sing about love or friendship

I thought you and I will be in unison but
if the wind blew us to the rhythm Slow
ah sou th mach fishing after tears
thought could be but there was too late