Текст песни Доуп Джонс - От колыбели до могилы

While without smelling box for bars
I will open these chests on ciphers
I will climb in dark corners of my soul
While there is a guitar forces
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Go, throw me with my pain
I ask the Lord, leave a slave alone
In this cell at least without people and in the dark
But always stand back to the concrete wall

Looked plaster and lime
Crept, but does not allow the ashes to the handful
So what a damn, did I put it here?
Do not stive, and wind the versts

From the cradle to the grave beating hearts and atoms
What exactly from you hid
With those stolen floors I just watched
Who changed blood note, anal note

Even the law chose to be silent yet
My state was guided by pockets
Became ampotherene to these animals on the horns
Yes what is there, myself sucks salt and powder in the wound

I stay in my incomemate
Only the females changed
I replacing sex attacks
Church of Dzerzhinsk to get drunk less

For yourself, chasing fires, drove dome
Until the coals were cooled, on the palms of ash
All gray palms from me salam
All sticky palms from me in cash

Stupid to pick up already from here too late
I won the roots inhaling local air
I absorbed so much that it's too late
Count up eight g pulling blood and nose

To align the rates by the bank than you have
While the decks to the hands did not last
Gauze squeezed pots not and here
I do not want like others, sitting on the shoulder

Rent to have flies in this city
Unworthy nails in their hands, remember the legs
He told, with hoarse in his voice
As full strength, caps and polo wore

Threw ballast and gained height
Going to Saturn, we are waiting there
Even if you broke, two things will remember
How to make juicy meat and throw feelings from cracks

While without smelling box for bars
I will open these chests on ciphers
I will climb in dark corners of my soul
While there is a guitar forces
[2x]