Текст песни SaintKiller - Вдох Выдох

Again, the eyes look east
I'm afraid to let life take its course
Again smoke smoke at sunrise
Increasingly inhale exhale inhale exhale

I got older, looking at the little things,
Sell ​​your ass (bitch) but you're petty,
I walked when, again that evening,
He brought the smell of the morning breeze to us.
A planet where our happiness,
Prohavali ton of bad weather.
Fed up, (the devils in my head, ma,
Not selling the soul (garbage, brother.
In the sky are clouds gathered again,
Who gave a lot, he will get his.
Who loved much, he is not separated,
Although brands Armani Gucci.

And if the damn, the (purely on TV)
I would like to (Riding on muddy Gelika)