Текст песни aperow - здание

Random pictures of universal flash memory
if one hundred and twenty fifth frame suffering
everyone is talking about something important
but I can not focus on one
little girls sat down on the Winx and ponies then
on social networks and cigarettes
and later on the guys and drugs
this life with the scent Saddleblankets
quilted jackets and apolitical vegetables
acrobystitis its sour soup
in inst
instead of stepping to the Institute
they vote for the next pop music
choosing a new song about night and day cake
he collected an Olympic
and who I am
because I have friends, and now there is no close
I was glad
I was sincere tear myself to shreds
exactly my brain screams
hidden inside the chip
absolute sadness
and perhaps that time let me go
in a free fall down the bridge
and the pupil is empty as the soul is empty
I can only eat a foreign line
to eternal memory and to retire
committing an act of defecation in verse
inside of me I refused to clean the janitor
my heart almost Smolny
the Institute for Noble Maidens
the headquarters of the revolution
rip out all the axiom of the teeth with root
and prepodnosyaschey them to me on a saucer
an endless stream of cars swallows dog
do not stop
People take off ballast
they rush to get into another stopper in the middle
a bit earlier
victims of the metropolis and all too caring moms
me again and pulls you admit poor
because you recognize yourself in my vices and bad taste
but I want to load your brain not to justify your course
and if you want to go to the bottom, then I will not captain
I feel sick to your ships sink
it's time to whittle the bark
and give you a pulp
I would like to but I can not just whine and cry
I'm not abstract abstract writing
I'm the clown
do repost and get out of here,
I do not need a miracle from you
I of you do not need anything
So I have rogue
and your esophagus
Once burn
another dose of absinthe
my song is neither a penny, dime
I like cheap shoes in centro
I'm cheap
like you

and those who gives me warmth straight in the eye look
but I feel one infinite jamais vu
I live an endless repeating
je veux jouer avec le feu
inside my plastic explosive burst like a dam
I do not need those whom once asked
it's not for you, I have not forgiven myself
I have to too little force
a fresh saw cut
with rings of my stupidity
and my every syllable himself caught
because while most magnificent stayer
it will kill you before this is old
and the brain follows
among the ruins
and others' bedrooms
exiled if I live on the internet
or the fate of Stalin
but I leaf through
who we become
I write all this nonsensical stream of consciousness
I would like to be born a building
people to settle in
but would zabroshkoy
in which a maximum of stalkers with rats
just sleep with me
so when I cried at night though someone was scared
stream of cars I swallow without stopping
because everyone wants to be home early
and have any of my quotes are not posted & quot; and the Panchen rhyme & quot;
and & quot; tea-flavored sour borscht & quot;
I did not even post it & quot; 4chan & quot;
Only if I'm hungry, and I will give them all the money
step by step
creep upward
that there vykrirnut
all you need to be treated
as the last gasp of bad taste to die for
Reaches heart on stumps and falls over the parapet
it is not soon start
I'm sorry, I was just launched it
I should not have it all
I do not steal of-meng
and some girl with a long braid sad
but it is unclear, near whose neck hangs a braid
I do not think my message is clear here
I'm just saving up for novopassit
so as not to wake famously until the sleeping
quiet pool is not a place to hang out there
but I beat the fire, and was not able to repay
and the need for shelter and Charybdis stsil
then I do not live for nothing
then none of us lives for nothing
outside pink zhizheyu waiting for the dawn
but I did not finish the text, not devour itself
Yes, I'm a cannibal, but I Sergey Gavrilov
and too long it wandered inside
not to be subjective delusions
no algorithms for winning and losing
do not try to shove the piano in the bushes
if the handle away in a pencil case
you are
what you learned
and you are now permanently live with it
forever lost mode
I opened the book of death
and I start to remember
to remember their names
if Arya Stark
but I'd rather Snow
Although not a bastard
just cold
and begin my watch
always easy to die and no reason
It is to choose the lesser of two evils
and swallow some diphenhydramine
received a doctor's prescription
and interrupting the series Insomnia
forget how to write poetry