Нигатив - В тупике
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Nigativ ...

Krasnodar ...

Soul ...

At a dead end
It seems to me more and more often
I am like in a dream-
As if I was walled up in the wall
In my country,
Where almost everything
Participate in counting ridiculous,
Invisible war!-
I'm at a dead end!

At a dead end
It seems to me more and more often
I am like in a dream-
As if I was walled up in the wall
In my country,
Where almost everything
At a dead end!
At a dead end !!!

In the morning, as always, I stick into the windows of the TV-
I distinguish between the patterns of the era of shame,
As monitors of rulers
To the bazaar- dreams of the monastery,
In fact, zh- just pid ...
Gaze objects!
It’s empty in the soul!
So x ... th with him!-
A feeling of sadness
Gradually melts into art!-
I need- two drops of faith and hope,
To be as before
Restore your former riot!
Yesterday's sucker will be tapping the stars,
But it's' too late-
It is impossible to turn on the back
Next time you need to be careful
Which, in principle, is difficult ...
In principle, it is difficult!
They also said-
Dino and the boys were raised
Their garbage was tied there!-
He broke- asked for one and a half things!
And where to get them, with ... ki?!
And so the hands are connected! ..
After all, life has their own mussels,
Their closed doors ...
I did not sleep for a day-
Boys
The campaign is stupid again,
But you have to live ...
And be what will happen tomorrow!
Whatever happens-
Let's see that fate will break ...
In the meantime, they poison me
Galim views SO ... to,
Scumbags,
Presented Nedonoskov,
And with the look that everything is serious!
Stars- they have new operations there
Hold promotions,
Take without sanctions,
Do not be afraid-
Bent fingers
Do not keep at the right distance!
And already in the throat of hopeless
Those who were considered normal like! ..
Time passes
In my country,
Where freedom is sold,
True, devoted
Nadezhda is torn
And on the lampposts are pasted,
Everyone is sure that they will be the first
But only conditionally divided
And in one world they are whitewashed
Made white
But they strive for dark gray!
It’s dark and dumb in the soul!
And that which looks modest
For some reason, it pours out a huge show-off!
And soon it will be too late
Hide them from their own threat!
As before, all their hopes
About clothes,
The stomach stuffed,
Well -fed life,
Worries, troubles-
They are, in fact, the same robots,
Only the type of hunting
Form of lust!
They cannot call them ... I, except vomiting!
They dig a grave for themselves with blood and then!
They bow to gold!
In their city blows cold!
They are already all the same
They are arranged by greens! ..
But in the evening my boys will come with the movement
We’ll sit, everyone will be engaged in their engagement
Let's talk ...
And find the solution
This problem!
This topic ...

This problem ...
This topic!

At a dead end
It seems to me more and more often
I am like in a dream-
As if I was walled up in the wall
In my country,
Where almost everything
Participate in counting ridiculous,
Invisible war!-
I'm at a dead end!

At a dead end
It seems to me more and more often
I am like in a dream-
As if I was walled up in the wall
In my country,
Where almost everything
At a dead end!
At a dead end!
At a dead end !!!

At a dead end
It seems to me more and more often
I am like in a dream-
As if I was walled up in the wall
In my country,
Where almost everything
Participate in counting ridiculous,
Invisible war!-
I'm at a dead end!

Two, two zeros, three (2003) ...
Nigativ ...
The topic is solo-
Much is allowed ...