Синтетика, Её профайлер - Провинциальный шлейф
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Someone here was talking about a carefree future while eating sushi
While half of Russia is in shabby clothes at a subsistence level
Bullshit on the Internet has replaced books for you
Any refusal works as a trigger for a stabbing (kill me)
A briefing is taking place under a table with a bottle in yet another courtyard.
The oldest, as the best speaker (until he got drunk)
Will teach you how to fuck up life like Beavis and Butt-head (how?)
I gave my health to the factory and barely saved up for Carhartt
After all, money doesn't smell
You'll understand after you lay your head on the chopping block
After all, life is a thrill
When you fuck people and end up dead
This is the provincial “Heads and Tails”
This is the provincial “Heads and Tails”, hear
Both stars and cigarette butts burn
Who you were as a child is who you remain
Wandering from station to station
On our pension
There's mold growing in that jar.
Thanks to all ranks for the banter and two lyama
To the boys for covering the clearing
And I'm arrogant on my legs
I bet on the yellow Pole
The dream of Recaro sedans in your favorite Camry
Sore throat from burning
Thankful to fate for everything
Thankful to fate for everything
(Synthetic)
Here someone will burn with their work until it goes out
We are discussing the Anglo-Saxons while sitting in the Khrushchev-era kitchen
What a joke if a woman behaves like a whore in a pink fur coat
I look like a city man, but the provincial train wags its tail
I never even saw Dom Perignon, we always drank classic Don
I'm late again, everyone is waiting for me like a movie premiere
I slam the penalty box on the fly, I'm like Alessandro Del Piero
The piezo is playing, it's getting dark, it's burning through my jacket
Jump ten, three minutes tight cutting
My hand washes my hand, I throw the ensign on my paw
I see a reflection of my homeland in the poems of Vlad Chekhov
Do you need a light to search for treasure?A?I don't see
Yes?Well then I'll turn on the bottom one