Текст песни Под Откос - сгораю

Burns
Going buhoy, stagger,
I poured, and decomposes,
The insole of thought, turning,
As a goner freak.
Nothing Woo
The young are destroyed,
Initially decomposed,
Not the concept of anything.
And at night, burning in the dark
I fall to the ground, yelling, groaning in himself!
Nerve cells kill their confidence,
Dead, alive in me balance.
On gray days I did not have fun,
From mistakes I scrap
On the roads of all the wandering,
If there is no business.
Snot immediately dissolved,
Yes idleness suffer,
I am laughing, crying all
Touched mind.
Slavery in the head body,
Nope happiness in you.
The sun is shining, we always
You are not the body, you are tops!