Текст песни Философский Парень - преодолевая границы

Good afternoon cue probably smells like bread
it ought to smear us repak stretched
cord is not as Leningrad did not thump
He pulled the smoke out of the bottom of the dam bucket
plug in connector spaёm wind blowing through the window
telepaetsa micro Mai thought rim
if Repchik Andernach would become the nucleus of a sudden
how would it be different? this is not a work of labor?
there is something they should not plausible
something out of the ordinary that they think is worth a try
They detail, we will paint the womb underground
where they cook spices truth for us as follows
equal proportions across all dosing
distribute food for thought is provided with breakfast
and only to them there is hope in this dark future
and it is strange that we still do not are dead and we're still
and the score has been going on for billions of torsos
Chateau goes wrong you just that under a layer of buttons
that underground hatches pulled the body of the tread that
and in general, that really ever finish
but for now we're going to live as it is and continue
if that and I know about life is not a sin to be
and I'm not breaking the verge of a normal guy
I remain a free actor in the lens of the camera
in a place where there are traffic lights lights smell Fume
couple in love couple perfume guitar frets
Sea craters mountain forests are divided into country
and we are rolling on the road of life through highway