Новый Том, КАНСТЛЕР - Роза ветров
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We drag problems with a load of two hundred around wet eyes
Work home and home work every day is like Groundhog Day
Everyone has it in their subcortex to get out of the hole.
True words of love sound here only over the body in the morgue
And then everyday life, like a test, threw a tenner for weight
Here the young man, gritting his teeth, quietly pulls his cross
And everyone is saving up their strength for good, because the road will be long
And in my head there is only one thought: How will you appear before God?

And clean air is like dope for us
And the region holds tightly in its arms
And my wind rose leads me
To the courtyards where music pours out of the windows

And clean air is like dope for us
And the region holds tightly in its arms
And my wind rose leads me
To the courtyards where music pours out of the windows

I breathe in the air
I hear a voice
I'm writing a new staff
The boys are calling me
Go to the area
Cough something
I jump into the dachshund and I hear the smell
How deceptive the bitch is
Do you want to find out for us?
Go to Ya.M.
What are we drinking there?
All the luck is spent
Give me new luck
No return
And I’ll fuck here until it melts
I'm responsible for everything
It seems like I didn’t screw up anywhere
I’m doing my thing and soon the strap will loom on everyone

And clean air is like dope for us
And the region holds tightly in its arms
And my wind rose leads me
To the courtyards where music pours out of the windows

And clean air is like dope for us
And the region holds tightly in its arms
And my wind rose leads me
To the courtyards where music pours out of the windows