f0lk - ШОССЕ
текст песни

We are somewhere on the Mama Night Highway
Do not worry at home on time
How much I promised you
But this time I lied, even though I myself did not understand
On the asphalt of blood drops, the frontal
My cold body is at rest
Not that upset, rather not satisfied
The smell of alcohol hangs in the air
We are somewhere on the Mama Night Highway
Do not worry at home on time
How much I promised you
But this time I lied, even though I myself did not understand
On the asphalt of blood drops, the frontal
My cold body is at rest
Not that upset, rather not satisfied
The smell of alcohol hangs in the air
I myself did not understand what I wanted
I did not understand, therefore I smoked and ate
I missed me, it was not enough, I needed more pills
And few people cursed me why I would drive karma in myself
Fortunately I took it from hand, they say it is not for sale - they lie
There are no extra amounts, there are no extra bitch
There are no extra amounts, there are no extra bitch
One will not bring our spark with you
Like a blow to the face, like a blow to the fuck
We could not be the essence? What is the essence?
There are no extra amounts, there are no extra bitch
One will not bring our spark with you
Like a blow to the face, like a blow to the fuck
We could not be the essence? What is the essence?
We are somewhere on the Mama Night Highway
Do not worry at home on time
How much I promised you
But this time I lied, even though I myself did not understand
On the asphalt of blood drops, the frontal
My cold body, is at rest
Not that upset, rather not satisfied
The smell of alcohol hangs in the air
A whole lump on me
Problems are the outcome, in short, that is still dick
The whole volume about me
How bad I am, what I did wrong
I hear "to the bottom" and muffle the glass
Went one more night without sleep
Went one more night without sleep
I found dawn with a headache
It was good to forget about yesterday
It would be good to forget about "Sednya"
Went one more night without sleep
I found dawn with a headache
It was good to forget about yesterday
It would be good to forget about "Sednya"
We are somewhere on the Mama Night Highway
Do not worry at home on time
How much I promised you
But this time I lied, even though I myself did not understand
On the asphalt of blood drops, the frontal
My cold body, is at rest
Not that upset, rather not satisfied
The smell of alcohol hangs in the air
We are somewhere on the Mama Night Highway
Do not worry at home on time
How much I promised you
But this time I lied, even though I myself did not understand
On the asphalt of blood drops, the frontal
My cold body, is at rest
Not that upset, rather not satisfied
The smell of alcohol hangs in the air