Текст песни Достоевский FM - Ом

And Buddhists are tightened with OMM
And we have no place to run more
Blood from our noses will be a long coup bed
Here you have money for the train
Here from home Take the keys
and come me without you hunger
In the meantime, call
For the word to believe in the wing sentence
Thin branches of other people's wrists
there is no dawn dawn canceled
Parquet will replace the bottom to despair
windows replace lakes smooth
and in other people's distances outside the promise
We learn to live and lose
cook for one in the morning not to push late
In the city of cutted subway lines
I want to be retired
to the temple not to grow
whether to repeat whether we say goodbye to us
Out of own zone knocking his knees
oxide hoping to stay
And Buddhists are tightened with OMM
And we have no place to run more
Blood from our noses will be a long coup bed
For the word to believe in the wing sentence
Thin lines of other people's wrists
there is no dawn dawn canceled
Here you have money for the train
Here from home Take the keys
and come me without you hunger
In the meantime, call
drill thin lungs
Cigarette to push the gleavoy
when a person fights for another
In man sings eternity
At points on the map of the prison
and trains and there and not from there
You can distribute all pocket beggar
But it will not be less from this wine
And Buddhists are tightened with OMM
And we have no place to run more
Blood from our noses will be a long coup bed
Here you have money for the train
Here from home Take the keys
and come me without you hunger
In the meantime, call
For the word to believe in the wing sentence
Thin branches of other people's wrists
there is no dawn dawn canceled
And Buddhists are tightened with OMM
And we have no place to run more
Blood from our noses will be a long coup bed
For the word to believe in the wing sentence
Thin branches of other people's wrists
there is no dawn dawn canceled
Here you have money for the train
Here from home Take the keys
and come me without you hunger
In the meantime, call