Текст песни fRANE - Глазами никем

Jeans do not rub over with asphalt dust,
Who used to be on the same wavelength with these waves sailed
I lost, found gaining more
scored often not appreciated supposedly come later, I
Leaving the cast, and then he was in the same
I wanted to grab for more like a speculator on the stock exchange
And above, below throws
I do not choke on hold until the height is closer, but still wander
Time is running out. And we bury the past,
So often and so often we give him to live
Become strangers, knowing whose fault is it
And there is no connection, like a bad mobile phone operator
I do not promise. And what lies behind these words
Just come for the things
All what is dead - the city mannequin
And we all rarely look at the world through the eyes of anyone
I do not why not leave himself
Swearing of the - of the wall, who is swearing in the family
I reached out once, ha
Errors committed in the rain and we die of thirst
And no matter what the forecast there
Sometimes a glass transport furniture inconvenience
Disappear, change, come back
Yes, I do not care about all this is fair ...