Середина Месяца - Ya-Ya
текст песни

Time burns out like a candle about yes
Without memory, I ruffle from my shoulder
Walking on concrete jungle yayaya
Yayaya - yayay - yayayaaa

Only the alarm clock
Every year has become a batin slap
Tili Tili did not ask us this, we did not go through it
The area is pressed from cigarette butts, and weighs on Krakodile

Time pisses like a sieve, intellect
Near adults like children, a bunch of fashionable sects
Drawn fates on the other side of the screen
And the dream is visible like a veil-morgan

Fry bird Fly fly fly
Can't you do anything, where is your team?
Where is the food there
To do it yourself on a tripod yourself

Time burns out like a candle about yes
Without memory, I ruffle from my shoulder
Walking on concrete jungle yayaya
Yayaya - yayay - yayayaaa

Kill agents and go through the matrix
When consumed on Friday in the evening
The girl knows what follows
After a high patch, catalyst member

The whole dream is now peace, not fuss
When they explode at home, Viapon flew
Do not inflate the scandal, but it's not a barbecue
My kents pass when I was blinking

Time burns out like a candle about yes
Without memory, I ruffle from my shoulder
Walking on concrete jungle yayaya
Yayaya - yayay - yayayaaa