Текст песни 0 km prod. - доведи меня

Running current on nerves, warm up to the night
And I do not mind what our hands are taken to mind
All dums away from the head that will be spreading time
After all, for a week, the week will certainly pass
All changes in this life took idle
The knives are sharp from close in the back, alive on evil them
Sentimental to bump, you soften all habits
I am with nicotine deep hiding in myself all whirls
Swirls and whores, clashes in clubs, it did not change
But the one who the world inside you will change the world of Gasili
My soul rotted the locks in the doorway janit
A glass of cold coffee willsy heart freeze
Boots in the back from the rear that boiled cooled
Looking at the face tired and on gray massives
stikamy vesa beautiful yes fucking not endured
And again the warmth will tighten the warm wind overnight