Текст песни Jerry Four - Произведение павшего гения

Chorus:
Let us believe the verses come to believe geniuses
the one who wrote them is not heresy melili
someone had to break through the wall probyvat
what would we ever bring this truth into the blood
this power by an airplane flying
We thought everything changed because it is not so
that before now the difference will not be
not the people on the problems of teasing in the shower.

Intro:
The handle on the floor of the wind in the head tusit
I look at the leaf and do not see the whole essence
what once I wrote more texts Sea
now locked behind a wall standing near a will.

Verse 1:
Just need to allot in life what you need
Phosphorus does not save us from the darkness when you need a coffee mug
I would not sleep in this damned world and never wake up
We need to think about what will happen but I have not wondered actions
the sky where you will not notice the happiness and just want to believe
It will be like a fairy tale your whole life fly on rovnenko note in the chorus
in the most important part of the soul to the man in the fire to extinguish forgive
aggression breaks the evil in the world but then you think how to overtake the silence
want freedom in cell communication at work is rarely
I pecked but did not come out mesh easily but you can not breathe hard
someone of them did not like the truth so I locked up here
She gave birth to a lot of vyzhityh lines they continued to become firmly-in-law
closely among people who have little but the right of the majority
Single climb higher in the PC fix that extinguished
it is defiantly not notice people from another spectrum
not remember dudes kids.

Verse 2:
They thought they got rid of but there will be written even in paradise
let the fire that was burning on the ground but went to read you fall
let fall from their thrones, and will be in a perfect world of honor
genius wanted to convey to the children that play with them forever crisis
this is not a business inappropriately evening Ponte selections among the gray masses
instead of the head by the fellows would be posters we believe in you
if it did not for the pocket as well that would highlight the first chance
and not until the last stretch hands and to see how the slogans flew into the eye
This line of the poet which no one knows the name was
all books of poetry to the last line helped disappeared in the dust
it was not fair to reveal the secrets of the times when a text
and everyone who started to create on paper the heavens themselves had seen the place
at the last minute that hid something to plowing behind bars
hiding from the authorities in which the secrets hidden for years and dripped loudly
shot decided the fate of a man who stood among the feathers became
ancient times and the present-day is the product of a fallen genius.