Текст песни Sha Kerava - Этикет любимца

And the taste and color all around Huet
I had long been drunk, I've known
I have no future well and do not need
From bones crossed the bridge for the favorite and that's enough


as saliva
Take me home until I fell
Do not let the street
I'm dying from them
Immure me in your fucking love forever

This is not a problem, there is always the outcome of
His head on the ground, or want of concrete

Oh my God

etiquette pet
I wish I was dead

Crumble crumble all


And the taste and color all around Huet
I had long been drunk, I've known
I have no future well and do not need
From bones crossed the bridge for the favorite and that's enough


Tears dripping on the floor
Raise and choose your soon face
I do not choose those who are able to help
I choose all the same could
Slowly fade into the wilderness, and
In the swamps of night lights
Scroll fucking
I'm dying alone
coffin of a beautiful variety of reasons
The Rose
what killed
simply
I empty the fool
truth
in the end always
nausea
then everything is in vain


I did not want problems
They came
I did not want to, and the time
For all sorts of reasons
Not kichis those who forgot to fuck
I remember the days until you cry all around