Текст песни Tessi ft. Shat - Ласки

I go forward, you just show
Brother is you, brother again these garages
Again, the smell, the wind howls again
As if all over again fucking hands in the ashes
This is not my style, not the meaning of my order
But I started thinking about the future, when the pale in the courtyard
And I do not like change, I stand on my feet
I send shit nah, nah I send
I do not want to see tears, I'm going to write prose
And not uporotyh, I read, I am not afraid of thunderstorms
Under this bit words carry people
Each line of the native, each row of my
I probably will be enough, and life does not rewind
I send in the ass shit, I'm sending in the ass
I was born on a train, I live, I read here
It may not be a bomb, but it does not give you a place to sit on