Текст песни Дима Оставленный - Говорят

Bad Son, Bad Student,
Horrible friend, man without will.
A person who does not know the taste of victories.
It's all me! Hello!

You will find yourself in my lines,
And I will not find a place to myself.
Involuntarily hung at one point.
All the answers were incorrect.

I cling to the past.
Rits to the lowest.
I always wanted something more.
But scraped what was not needed.

That that killed me silence.
It was the author of the best in my life segment.
I arguing at night.
I realized that the world did not seem to be so nasty.

She taught me to endure me.
Understanding how it is easy to achieve the desired one.
Enjoy beauty in bustle.
Wait for what seems to us not reach.