Текст песни freeteam - чути

RRRanok kills breast elixir
glow and gently soothing nicotine
there you have it, from the lungs into the blood in the vein
There are all bound cells and you in remembrance
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If you had listened to me at least a little
I may be there was no one so sickening
mozheb I replaced a sad face for fun
may have appeared in the shower instead of a thunderstorm rainbow
I do not want to wake up without you know
and so the soul shkrebe matter how you feel
Now, while I'm sitting on the stairs bound
kaydayuchy emptiness in his eyes
And I was with you and strict nevypravymym
I was hiding you to compromise principles
and when I had guilt I asked forgiveness
and you say goodbye to my request
If you are in the strife through the cries heard even a word
had responded to the question is not silent
it would not be in my head riddles
and you can be when something answering taught me

And you do not want to hear me persistently, through its hortist, because of its stubbornness,
You're selfish for a loved one,
And not for the actions you carry responsibility
And I have nothing to glory, and I am ashamed of my cries,
Just when your words fly through the ears of innumerable
Then what life the same weave
When all this is easier just to stop

I'm not hiding, returned
No matter how hard I tried something anyway
And I do not put myself above all
I like the simplicity and communication to drag
If I include those who are called gray mass
So please do not get here and paint the paint
But zapamyatay, cigarette smoke, alcohol-fog
you are not friends, and it is a bitter truth

And anyway lyshyavsya guilty before you
you know dexterously all but pride blyatska bitch not offending your
Even if you are not right then I will remove your wall
I always fall for images
as if I stole part of your life and turned to ashes with diamonds
And slipist not sought to muzzle crumpled muscles

And you do not want to hear me persistently, through its hortist, because of its stubbornness,
You're selfish for a loved one,
And not for the actions you carry responsibility
And I have nothing to glory, and I am ashamed of my cries,
Just when your words fly through the ears of innumerable
Then what life the same weave
When all this is easier just to stop