Текст песни замкнутость 8 - на руке стихов

and I complexes exchanged for phobias
coffee Syndrome length three nights
you I like everything very much, although you bastards and bitches oh yes you shut up
who is the most seen in his life - he paws blyadin - exhaled
let all that remained, pomlekli stain on the conscience
in the power of passion because passion as you want to live
every day a challenge
up from below
Event puzzle series of strokes on the hand of poems - days - dreams
a lot of emotions, understood and misunderstood, the memory taken away
arrange dancing on the champagne breakfast - space - ceiling - and I and I and I do all the most logical in its existence and reach the finish line -
I did never considered, even though the terms of the account - she drew attention to me because of the drug for two years can not sleep Now - and I believe that what will really matter for a long time, this trip alone. He deceived themselves and confused
wind padike have girls on the cheeks hollow
- A child too much lied to you - I am closed in itself - it is now
young people finish eating chips and become someone
and I'll stay by anyone - ayayay raspizdyay, you've got your eyes down and out
friends, not pissing me chay.ya it will drink

day passes, passes a year, count to eight, and everything goes