Текст песни ICQ ft Kelav - Ломай стериотипы

Vystovlyaete on funiture stories of intrigue
But from us spread the wind moans and cries,
It only sat down to a source of the river,
Once in place the web of the cross, we Araneus,
In response to your chatter, just to blurt out
I gag on each, and a drop of patience
You've got your steriotip in the skull,
Now your turn, but it is short,
And fuck to your disposition, melancholy
Like thunder, but I have difficulties to coach,
Why these unwritten laws and rules
To hell with the shackles, the eye sees the fate I do not rule,
No "Trouble" can run Drapeau
All passengers on the ground but you have a ladder,
And while I'm alive scrap foundations
Run the herd, bitch, and not worth a penny.