Текст песни Дмитрий Рябов - Поворот не туда

you make your way but only to the borygi
prefer to devour but stupid only gusts
you got a sleepless woman until you prick
you will only suffer and fucking is not cool

making a bet on life do not mix pictures
and you look through all the frames you put them on needles
changing their appearance inappropriately
you still remain who you want to stay

what are you hiding in the inside that show drunk
but you both look so that they don’t give much
outweigh the pockets you fall not in an instant
why ring yourself and sit on your ass

time stirs up not water here he tried
you bow everything for years why crap
and time runs quietly while you're a confused candy wrapper
let's lie still on the stinking bed

nikatin not save you messed up the calode
This is not a game. You won’t go to work.
you will not be taken there; you have no place there
your hands get angry and you're a big underweight

for that fuck on everything except the idea of ​​pricking
but you won’t see what a warm sun
the cold of a quiet wind the smell of summer flowers
only you are a junkie and a poison injection

you run and run but far you can’t
the dose of dagonite will put you to bed
you stop dying mother will not save you
although you’ll only scream her name at night

and why is it all breaking up again
you curse yourself like such an idiot
well, you chose your way water boils
and you in this water you estimate forever