Текст песни LM - 8. Восемь

EIGHT

Land covered by snow
Last night in a dream, I saw this view.
I fell asleep, I did not want to wake up
But in the morning he returned to the world in which it is necessary "to seem"
Reluctantly, he opened his eyes, did you tell me?
What in the world we are all equal. There were. But not now
Exactly. Everyone is concerned about their fate
And my ego is visible even in heavy lines.
Can you see me? Forget my name guy!
You do not know me you've never met.
I like not at all. And it never was.
My mind and body were covered with ashes and snow.
And not distinguish me from the rest
Suppose, the cooled acts for the future of shame.
Who are you? How it will create? Yes disassemble itself
I'm selfish and I do not want to solve anything ...

Chorus:
It is a strange number eight
Again I stood in the span floors in autumn
Me on the winter more than a week
October, funny moment, but sad time. (2 times)

I was born under a lucky star, and probably also with gloves
I live the way I think the best
And do not leave anywhere prints
A pocket old iPods and as always eight lines in a notebook
I like what that character is.
As already forgotten all a joke.
I look at the sky became bright blue
For those moments worth living, it's beautiful!
I'm not an actor, not a lyricist, too
Not all new patient, to look so hard for peace
To live and not to regret that he had no
The only success in life - to do what he wanted
I reached the goal, or tried
I rap is the best medicine

Chorus