Текст песни wikstuff - Творческий кризис

creative crisis eternal
I would get out of the routine network
I see that it is something
It is my city lights candles without delay
I see only one woman out of 10 heifers

What is happening today
when the dream finally burned
He turned to ashes
and eventually flew off with the wind ??
leaving only shpigovanye nerves
depressed and sad songs
I dreamed about it
but I stayed with the stone and Kerch

and that damn now every 3 people narco squander intelligence
they would have to raise the legs straight lift from the knees
but I realized one thing
Rushen degradantov if it means fucking

if only negative was the fog
we would have a hundred pounds would not have traveled to the Moscow Ring Road
if only drugs were medicine
mankind would not know about cough

and let this romantic movie
even as it reminds me of love
because in recent years it has become a hard to live without affection
be odniim
I have not quite empty inside
as many people think
Napas for Napas Endorphins flow

Where do I go when there are souls in a locked
and days sniffy drugs
I would recall the healthy sleep
and see dreams
I would understand who somnoj
humans or nonhumans