В.Аккурат - один в темноте
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Riding the corns of old thoughts on the repita
We are all at a dead end at a dead end.
The nerves are so strongly compressed by the muscles
How not to fall from the gained height
Through these roofs and walls of gray high -rise buildings
Fearing everything we forget about what is important
This virus performs mental thefts
We take the next step eagerly
Without thinking twice
Cossack children and a
Awareness in the fog is our trump card
I forgot about my family and mom
I have my own problems
What for me?
Separate topics
neatly advance on the dawn in the dark
Forgetting the bustle
and worldly problems
I'm on my wave
About their divisions
I get drunk with an expensive swill
I will take off the women
And I will forget about those who are painful to look at it
it's just the time
And I'm his slave
All the sins of my blood
when the Higher Court is directed by the direct in Aaad

Riding the corns of old thoughts on the repita
We are all at a dead end, we are all at a dead end
so little music to me, I am not enough for me
I go to the hag of one in the dark, in the dark

circles shake arrows on boilers
Close are growing up in front
And the fear is so brazenly
Send nah ... the system to cut down the light on the hut
Forget those phone is my
I'm gone here anymore
This gray smoke is stacked under the light
A passerby here is like a mim
glides over the glasses of expensive windows
For many, life here is like a black -white film
I'm not alone, albeit a loner at night
flickens dimensions and rain from drainage pipes
Add the noise louder. Bit is juicy
Crack to the liking
I put it on the repetition
The moon gives love to pairs
Somewhere in the park
Someone forgot to like Michael in the park
Someone mired in everyday life as stuck in textures
For someone, flattery is like a sweet mexicure
You can bend under the onslaught of stone blocks
You can laugh like a psycho or sob on a hollow
Washing all the dirt rain flows with the roof
Warches the soles of passers -by while you sleep
A fine evening in the city for the letter n
The light from the monitor illuminates the plane of the walls
it seems to never be so smooth here

Riding the corns of old thoughts on the repita
We are all at a dead end, we are all at a dead end
so little music to me, I am not enough for me
I go to the hag of one in the dark, in the dark

Time will take his own
The soul and body are no longer mine
I give everything without a trace
Take something else
The menu is extensive
at least the first second and pour all this fat compote
how valuable no one fucks
Autopilot controls me:
welcome aboard
our ship with the name Eternity
danger! somewhere near humanity
Program for destruction
written in a genius
His plan is insidious
and flavored with a bit of sadness
After all, what will be the end
Everyone knows at the beginning
So they drove
Opachka Hali Gali
Guli Guli
pigeons are already at the top
And the bees just got out of the hive
steam like a butterfly like the same
Being a man and not butter
Not well, but blasphemy?
The words are paranoid
I'm not at all hut
my idiocy for loved ones on my nerves drip
Oh, how I sing! How I sing