Текст песни PS1HODEL1K - Наиграно

Tide erases my brains
Retina shine
Gap leaving you
Only prints for memory

I'm pouring mud on a verse
And I pass as the truth
After the fifth pile
I will fill my eyes with powder
Flat under the year
Doctors my family
And to survive
Stupidly took to death
Buried himself
Yes, in these situations
You can get a little fuckin crazy
I will not leave a reason
Come to the room at night
Few catch up with this essence
But what was not returned
Time not to turn out
I'm the provocateur of all cheating
And I will also receive in return
For a minute per currency
I will fill that emptiness in the bed
But no one will sleep
We met in the autumn night
I was torn but not to shreds
In my torn eyes
You will never see a reflection of yourself even once
Better rip off the voice
Than rip your clothes off again
This verse fucks your hope

Brought him straight to insanity
He catches up perfectly
That when you don't pick up
I take off your skirt
Two pills on the table
Just a little abortion
This verse is much sweeter
Than on your birthday cake
Get depressed
From the eighth floor
To the depths of your soul and do not breathe

I was able to summarize
Before the hit, taka
Listen between the lines
Heart bursts Famenitoscope
Sex is not worth the hate of anger and resentment
But every thing that cheated includes it on rep
I play the part to the end
And I specially started doing everything like this
Dramatic terrorist attack squeezes a tear
Oscar is not asking
Just captions and intermission

Do not break a sharp nail there
When you throw Strike in the back
I'm just superfluous
Like the third like in that photo