Текст песни грустный гари - твой демон под гарсоном

And I found my Varick
Fill your stories under the wig
In the parking lot five types groomed in meat
The smell in the cabin Garik white Solaris
Normally all if you're interested
Types rustling on the ground
In neighboring yards to the entrance
I do not see the light in the concrete lumen
How trodden the asphalt in the campaigns for weight
Honestly I write this text murdered
I mold instead of the test splash
You're in my column protest
The headphones Orchestra
Gary on the ground, dead again
Raze read head with iPods
In the room, the light in the window on the floor zanoveski
Your life is valuable in dollar I narco District wilted under great Memorize my nickname
If you want to call to urge killed
You shall bits would fly to Cyprus
Verse and chorus so long catch a last effort

Sad Gary Gary Garison

Your demon under Garzon

It's all a dream, a 360 turn with a slope

echoing cough flies in the cabin