Текст песни Nasty Nice - Крик темной души RNR3 R1

son autumn winds on the roll is not too late right?
when the world will pay with tears kind of repose
my, and identify themselves within

Where is my city conceals wave on the milk boxes
where the streets are empty sleeping areas
And who felt the need to understand the silence
when a question will be put on the edge

and explained what would follow, and let false
where the fight is not a breed stagnation is the result
and to be honest the best things you can highlight
everything is just what the flames engulfed doubt see

opponent time to ask and I will tell it come
What would you have her head bowed as a sign of that, as I realized I
and even more so the rest with me in a pair not just
on whether I ever solo evil word to you seven I

I have not redeemed many to hell all monologues
I have everything that came before you attach the text of the feet
and so I can spare yourself from personal dysphoria
revealing shortcomings without delay to let in all the esters

then I will lie close to the hearts of others
and you see because I'm ready to turn out all the brains on a leaf
Measure It my need fast with one-day hands
I was more absorbed the feelings and do shabby

It weakens the principle and fuck as much as I just do not die
May of jokes and the cart will sink into goddamned autumn
He changed his handwriting under torture stubborn wind
but every option open map dictates to me you bitch Batley