Текст песни Xustle x Maxim Masta - Ты Мой Трип

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All by template: Rugan, quarrels, scandals
Storm, tears, glasses, hard to learn again,
All that we had a roar like vandals,
still ropes

And remember each other, periodically
Understood without words, telepathically
Thoughts are messy, actions are chaotic
still sick with you and I need a hospital

Without you so bad, I need euthanasia
As if paralyzed this disgrace
And in a friend I myself somewhere, in the depths of the subconscious
On the nervous soil spawned this fantasy fruit

I'm drowned in you, I wanted to say in advance
Need an oxygen cylinder, blocked breathing
were in search of the seventh sky, they were looking for little
We are with you a couple of normal as Mulder and Scully

Chorus (2Pase):
You are my trip.
You.
You.
You are my trip.

2.
Do not care about the factory themes
Let's meet on the edge of the solar system
After you play a box
Do not wake sleeping, everything is true there

Keep my palm, do not lose in the astral
All my life we ​​slept in the go
I look at you and I'm full of grain
You are my trip, you are my trip

Among the prickly passersby.
Among the fragments of the past.
No one else ...

Chorus (2Pase):
You are my trip.
You.
You.
You are my trip.

Among the prickly passersby.
Among the fragments of the past.
No one else ...
You are my trip.