Текст песни InS1de - Из-за штор

Everything like then, wired Moscow in a fire
Now there are flowers on those fields and Auchans
Breathe hard, from the horror of a silent genre
The future of the nation is building an emigrant Ravshan

Two hands throw the rustier rush
Schoolchildren Steel Wares, I went to step with running
Stopped and went back where? In guesses
I am an honest musician throw me coins in the header

I will accumulate and go there where it is hot
Winter emulation has long settled on my landscape
I greedily stroking the air of autumn, forgotten wanderers to the north
I send hello from the slingshot

Catch people a lot of light earth
From the first and to the seventh sky, in the period of wintering
As in our first studio on Serov
Misder of dense jambs and vodka instead of gas

The whole system is the following fee - I'm just a man carrying flag
Above head in consciousness or covered in trash
Or hopefully
Left the house his own and believed will be better there

So that the northern wind injuries herself
As a result, in the throat pain from Petra cigarettes and old smoke
In places of beer flooded and inserted into
grass, but in pussy is better in Russian three hundred pft

For that modest gift on DR Forgive me Olchik
I do not close the concept there is a share
I type ordinary, wanted to make me the star factory
Producer Nahui sent you know me personally

In my opinion everything is logical, although friends believe that I will like it and in the tops I will
Rash thousands
It is better to be extinct here as a match, under a fashionable pitch
Music lessons at school are not over perfect

Right now university, springs on pairs on reflex
Rector 4 Lyama on pussy lexus
Our country is generous if your dad deputy
And in your life brings a lot of monetary control

For the sewing cheese, your nature whistle is hidden, everything is certainly good in it
Draw fate with a pencil and be a diversier
twist around puppets and fuck cough

I do not see me I appear because of the curtains
I take a portion of truth and carry it into your home
Do not sue your nose in coke if you do not know what
All my people got up each with her dream

No longer those with whom Viebal
You know, I am ashamed to not like the father there
I was sculpted, but this experience Thanks to all local
Who felt fairy tales, then the blow to the back is kindly

Maybe there was a demon of us, I hope right now he is under arrest
People who need to find this memory in cutting
I advise her to erase, and be honest
I wish the world to all and to every heart