Vnuk - Чертежи
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I collected my bits from the lines a little
But all the same VNUK and this is the same emphasize
Converting thoughts into audio formats
Making sketches, I was looking for her
I remember every fragment from my past
Let it be not always good
Rubbing my hands I smile at passers -by
But still not like anyone else
The coin is abandoned, life is multiplied
Paranoias of the word are a little steamed
My delicate verse from Academ to the center
In the ears of listeners before the first concert
Seven years to vestments since 2003 summer
And somewhere as many brackets before dawn
Someone is a listener, and who is a poet
My verse is impregnated with each cm
I do not want to be the top of fate
But my life is connected with a verse
Bud in the sand I painted patterns
On the phone with you long conversations
And fled somewhere in the spaces
In my head with faith that "brother for brother"
And that betrayal will change friendship
I never thought it would find it
I never thought that I would become
No one believed in me, and I believed
Everything is somehow strange, like a booth
Yes, but by the way everything goes according to plan

Drawing drawings past and other evil spirits
From my life, I cleaned such people
Chernilov put into life
I launched in a circle
I have already forgiven all the non -sorcerers long ago (2x)

I write at night, because they promised the fee
I wake up lazily with the first rays
Between bridges with their verses
Two shores of the city are connected by words
I promised my mother to tie with Pati
She always says: "Son, perhaps enough"
I never become what you want mom
You know, I still believe blindly my dreams
Don't pull me for thoughts they hang out
Often dependent on them on the way to the truth
I believe sincerely, so they are beckoning sparks
Otherworldly light shines me brightly in the next
Boys near the pharmacy are tormented by the same
According to the old recipe, in the area smears
Someone in custody will tell you for life
And how misses the walls of 5 floors
Who is ready to forget about friendship
And drown in falsity in a deep puddle
But delicious dinner among lies Dyuzhin
And on Porsche Kaine is circling in the metropolis
And my meaning is saturated with gray paint
Live reality, without hidden masks
No fairy tales on marble slabs
More and more people of serfs
Without capital families, the number doubled
The same number of people drank
You can't understand me so I need it so
It was searched for himself in a glass depth
But this life is not for me
And he drew other drawings to himself
There is an ink for now, in the sky clouds
Who understands this will understand from far

Drawing drawings past and other evil spirits
From my life, I cleaned such people
Chernilov put into life
I launched in a circle
I have long forgiven all the non -sophisticated ones (4x)