Texx - Пассатижи
текст песни

Do not have a dead warmth
Not to be a pile of ash again with fire
And I was blind, even though this Bedlam
I led to the other world, I have kuti over a couple of years in the trash
As neoplasms, the tuft is unbearable
My passions for the future were melted with loan
And you saints at me throw a stone, but
Who did not look at the world through the glass of the bottom?
But the truth was to sound less often than often
And I lived as if they were cutting sharp
And lump in the throat and darkness and bend in verses
Fainting, bad signs in trifles
Eternal "So it happened ...", the second floor - shortness of breath
Happiness only at two ppm with a lice
And here is the money - and I gallop into wine
Damn, and ahead is long ahead ...

I write so you hear
Do not get into these pliers, be higher
Remember - even in the darkest niche
To become cleaner will not be superfluous


My shame was walking somewhere and I was empty inside
As long as he rummaged through his pockets and pulled from the window
And now and then dissolved in the gray mass
Put me, I seemed to myself in oil
I thought the guide and the guide on the way would not come in handy
Invincible, like IDDQD introduced
And do not kill, the head is shut up, drank
In order to try life, you need an aperitif
And under your feet it would seem to be ice instead of soil
And as if evil spirits are tearing me into shreds
In thoughts less often, a lot, in memory, and then
There is worse than the previous one, like a sieve
But where is the result? The bottle .. litr .. cereal ...
Once a week ... on a holiday ... or more often
I thought I could stir up so
In search of truth, the loop for the neck began
"God, take for nectar," Taru uncorked Tara
Minute stupor and tartarara kubarom
And there is a pitch darkness, not to see neither ZGI
Wash, Damn, damn, leave my brains
Maybe I was not looking there, I lost my radar to dicks
Maybe old Omar Hayyam
I started with a white sheet and even though you crack
I would have handed my legs if not for the songs