Текст песни k-u-k-l-y - diri

DYRY

            Passing the time, do not ask madhouse
            Much sadness speak to fools
            Not in vain did not lodge them with us in the apartments
            They thought black holes!
            Holes!
            Now is the time when taxis stink
            Lofts rot from the general dope
            It does not hurt to become bad
            It is not prohibited and no matter how much
            And I knew you when you were a stiff upper lip
            But you knocked down or something bitten
            The blood gradually intervened rubbish
            ... You're contagious!
            The aim to hit the target!
            Normal thought, what is it?
            Hello, long time no one to live longer pret
            My sense of smell never fails me
            Hours Furrow labyrinths Underground
            Those new people turn to mush
            Chew gray matter
            revives a radio
            The aim to hit the target!
            Passing the time, do not ask madhouse
            Much sadness speak to fools ...
            Thoughts black holes ...
            Passing the time, do not ask madhouse
            Much sadness speak to fools ...
            Thoughts black holes!
            Thoughts black holes !!!
            Passing the madhouse, do not ask the time
            Much sadness speak to fools
            Not in vain did not lodge them with us in the apartments
            They thought black holes!
            Thoughts black holes !!!
            Holes! Hole. Hole. Hole. Hole. Hole.