Текст песни Е.К.Б.-464 - смысл жизни потерян

why the lousy mood
nothing to do with pleasure
and as though I engrossed in the lazy shadow
head stuck in a painful migraine
I sat down on a chair, rocking thought
what to write about? your mother.
sentiment fell, no inspiration
love sms no longer quite
memory and opened my eyes
that you can not do this anymore ...
philosophy opens up my dull brain
become wiser, become more reasonable.
people understand what skukota
It is like the trunk, pull up your eyes
my mamma I say thank you
because she raised me right.
and friends thank you for the fact that a number of
for something that is not thrown.
I am writing pen on paper, its couplets
boring day as that would have been with me my Devchenka
We walk just for killing time
good childhood lost time
no contact, there was zadrotov
life has no meaning, and we are only able to
all change, rewrite history, it is impossible.
life becomes stronger, life becomes harder
I do not live a lot and realized mnogovo.