Текст песни Лиза Small - Сознание

Insane holiday shipping not weak

Seen depression became the basis of the alloy

Nerves are like pierced
flux wire

Tension as if the siege of Tokyo

This is not the spleen is the bitter truth

The one that became a lump in the throat

-What Are you?

Yeah okay

Find just one name in old contacts

Something like " welcome base, what are you , how is it? "

Perhaps the act , but not to hide

While life is often taught to keep their distance

Time primetime

The Left fraud

If you do not believe , you should not cling

And I cling to sounds

It seems to no avail

Long ago started a three-volume collecting dust on the shelf

You download it

And I will give their

I am happy ,
that scores not only standard rooms

Is a microcosm of my microphone and music

Minimum petty myths

minimum waste

Maximum meaningful inviting motives

All that is in my head right on target , and not by

Vkuril , stick , think about it, do what you want

But so that the result it became easier

Understand each other, even wondering tight

Understand thoroughly to nausea roughly

Speak out loud , what else does not reach

Breathe the best that is in oxygen

Intercept these waves of unconscious feelings

Unpredictable taste of kindness

Leave only one word behind

This is the last step , but the first chance

And if it gets worse I will be able to explain

But do not bring back those Seventeen Moments of Spring