Текст песни MINOR MOOD - Звуки планеты

The sounds of the planet , like cigarettes ,
we play .
According to new ideas that I have warmed
I spread out ...

Manners Easterly talk for a long time .
On the walls of the memory are not the same shades .

Who paints our roles ?
Anyone who puts heart on passwords.
I was so hurt and painfully funny ..
I'm all done, without saying a word
We are looking for a list of our cases ,
Perhaps this had been happy.
Continue to do this every day ,
Tearing up all the memory on the part of

Manners Easterly talk for a long time .
On the walls of the memory are not the same shades .