CheeBa - Обо всём
текст песни

Elutes are heard droplets on the window frame
I pull the pulse under rhythm
It seems to be knocking, looking for a phone in my pocket
But some beeps and no water with under the tap.
Somehow quietly and the window is cool
What then pulled in soap, but in general okay.
In short, the case is soon by night, when this time of day
It is worth protecting the liver, kidneys and stomach
After all, you do not want, so that the mother wore flowers
When the steering wheel in the fugure and rushed across bumps.
However, if you want, everything is in your will
But, bitch, do not make my mother hurt.

Okay, it's time to leave this topic
And then they will make me a patent for zoom or again in the system.
For example, you can talk about love, of course
But this shit is full, and I wrote about it before.
Between the rows still take care of the meaning
And you all go around one thought
Customized skills for the hundredth time
Dreaming of contracts, labels and relies.
Your mother that for the bazaar of me
I do not recognize myself where I fuck, what's here?
Who are you, what a fucked world around me?
And this is my favorite city, yes, my hole.

Here it is constantly being replaced by cold
But nothing, we are accustomed, here is a native belt
Here every meter sign
But unfortunately this city has become a castle on her neck.
A kind of shovel, but with whom it does not happen
Center Ark as a passing yard or front door.
Yes, you are not glad to us, in life
Singing for yourself Param Param Pam
And we are lost heads, stitched heart wire
We suffer from either against gluttony or from hunger.
I have not written for a long time, I see ended in the ink brains
And I can not now find at least one reason.

Something wild I heard now
I see I need to sleep, wake an hour in an hour
And better Leave me to dream of eternal sleep
I careen eaten and wasted with a courage.
In general, slowly I go with the topic
Yes, I am a good actor and wake up without premiums
You have a smile with a dog sick-evil genius
I read for myself, and not for the sake of Gremmy.
As I read depends on the text,
Depends on the time of year or place
Depends on moving or local me
Yes, a lot of lies, but in places honest
Also from kindness or from revenge,
Either I am alone or read together.
But in each word of every song
I say so as it is, yes.

Good when text seasoned pepper
Sometimes you write the line, and the result is fresh.
Exodus Events Not interesting
Another text set a fat cross.
How much does the words already say about the flattery
About valor, lies, sales and honor.
Do not count them and do not need us
The main thing that their tights did not press shoulders.
We build a monument to its own executions
While part of them are shouting against you
The second part is calmly silent.
Third generally hoping from under the floors.

I slept and in the fall and in the winter
And leaving in the spring looked at this group.
BDSM mixture and ordinary Sado Maza
You can describe from one word phrase. (Fucked)
I collect puzzles from the days
All different, but generally monotonous.
And here another infection, scum fuck
Without an order infected the moral leprosy.

I wrote this text for almost two years
In the office of the president and even at the Synod Meeting.
Well, yes, okay, let him be written in two days
And not in the horrors, but just at home.
(Ha ha), well, okay, laughed and enough
I said it seems about everything, about the friend and does not roll.
I said that at night, that day
It's time to finish, that's all.