Текст песни Карлосон который живет под спайсом - Вето

I'm looking at the clock - will be lighted window
Looking blinding display of the phone
The prison was closed in the head again
She just wanted to hear the word

Filter again burning in fire
Pilgrimage glare
And only in a dark box
Scattered view of the Pacific sky
And yet for a long time it disappeared in the darkness
It lost a favorite credo
Severe pain raging in me
For the life was vetoed

Day passes again, the tape is wound
Only a sense of fingers zhguchest ash
The picture is no longer new
Everything is so ... so familiar!

Filter again burning in fire
Pilgrimage glare
And only in a dark box
Scattered view of the Pacific sky
And yet for a long time it disappeared in the darkness
It lost a favorite credo
Severe pain raging in me
For the life was vetoed