Текст песни Лок Дог - волна

Wave I have a maximum of will over you
When I choke with water
Scream shut the door behind me
And you razmoesh shore shame
I was left there to leave there
Although not familiar with the salt sand
Grin view winter ostynesh to zero
I applaud you loyal soldiers
But this song I came up yesterday to you
Today there behind the door, I built a house
It is measured by the height not to floors
And the fool that wants to attract attention
Jumping from it forever remains alive and disgraced
I'll be in your favor
I will because I decided to be here
Hello same crazy passers
We are to live to live here
The sun shone over the land even cry
Meteorite having carried sound waves (at the moment)
Knocking heads with sadness around me
And the motive sharply departed from the sand plain
And away bright blind passion
And drove fast Crazy in Paradise
Do not die, hands, face,
Peripherals capital began to dance
In the metal power no sweets
Love me or put your skills to live
Caution or where it is written above
Mountain cold we stay clean
If there is a fire smokes means
PUSH button each time a different result
How do you want I love you but I'm flawed
And so I do not become blameless
Surrounded painfully milk
Will lohom burn vodka on wine then
This is not the fault of someone else's
Stage one head of natural selection
Jump with me there will always be as it is now
Nature after routine prophetic give me a chance
Get out of cash to get into the dirty hands to the beat
Somewhere at the stations to become the payment for the goods
At night, the long wave I be amazed without you
I scour eyes in thick volumes
I blushed with shame as a tomato as a machine
Charge thoughts smacked in the eye
And he winked blinked himself out of himself
Another race to account for the simple labor
Foliage gathered all got drunk once smelled smoke
And I decided that vedus quartered there
As the city in one ear
The other input-output still crazy nonsense
Pick from a reading unleash furious feet run
To this moment is not absorbed
I saw the beach of sand and adorned his silver berth
Under no silver life but sadly waiting
Stationary weak pull on the lights
Their leaders have sunk into the temple
CIDA snoring at night, he wakes the dead man
Under the veil of philistine Print
Everyone understood and seen as a bureaucrat
Cover me where plants mud
Otmoy their faces, I want to see your eyes
Where the TV sockets seduced a hundred times
More than his son's birth, and the heavens