о - небосвод
текст песни

I understood the foggy morning
what makes it sense not to find
I let the blues in my heart
And she will harm me

there is cold along the way
There are sips and nicotine
B. Yalley Apeppetite
The grayness of colorful paintings

with a brush in the hands
I paint roses in black
True fear
be absorbed in the world

Truth as a bullet at the weight
sincere buzz in the morning fall asleep

how much I did not look for me not to find excuses here
The mirror does not lie double and banal

3 cubes of sadness in a mental string
I’m waiting for him to let him go
Looking at the moon

Morning will not come if your gaze is dumb
I am like a criminal, I am transgressing all those days
The street screams the most wild howl
I shout to myself "I am not sick"

Dirtually around, so and so die
I will not give my meager paradise to anyone

You are free to fly, even where the dark
You are free to fall and see your loss

Have you seen the firmament that gets scores
Have you seen the world where notes live

I'm woven from fucking thoughts
One is absurd than the other
woven from empty apartments
where people charge the barrel

I am an illusive puzzle
It is simple monotonous
Give me all their rhinestones
I PARMAING MASE

Night is likely people in bustle
I'm empty in the room
So the fact that my limit of Decree was infuriated