Текст песни .вдмйх - берегу швы

without understanding the past , we
We are begging the next day .

hugging gown in the mist .
I hold the bird by the wings .
I loom eye on the plates soul .

melodeclamation all this noise in the recorder
and samples of flying down the elevator .

all the verses on the wallpaper is garbage .

all that remains is to spoil your face .
recalculate eagerly surrender .
stored in a pocket nail.

special smell pages.
I keep joints .

I get a book
the size of a human .