Текст песни Витя CLassic - Отвертка вокруг которой вращается мир

I remember a friend Sanya, call not understand the meaning of
I imagine that he is close to the flash head of
I try to breathe, hurt and no strength
An inner voice screaming God help me

I fought for a long time there were three
I do not know how many liters of blood spilled on the result
Tried to leg it, took out a screwdriver
I ran away but these things do, and precisely calibrated

I'm with you all the tube zachёtka
I'm in a semi conscious shmonali me this shit
A stream flows throughout the body, I almost corpse
Then I do not remember Che found the morning

Again shmonali bitch, what that boozy chick
I came to a crawl somewhere in the dark
Bochin stuck in and now I have inside
Screwdriver of the turning world

When the ground under the feet of sails
Exit all of the background
When I penetrated deep inside you and
Screwdriver of the turning world

The room air is pierced by three bits
Micro ready just in that they know a lot
How to make a product that eats from the first minute
Not to sell but to turn the mind

To turn the world to whom we must
Just turn to the side flanks
Just a couple of seconds, it's like a grenade
And your thoughts sail with the speed of a tornado

And you will notice that the planet froze like
This whole cloth with brands, strictly in the background
All the problems do not bother as the site for spam
And all week, without even opening his eyes you were sleeping

You're like a screwdriver played on instructions
After all, your work appreciated but inwardly torn thread
You're not here to blunt wrap cog
You have to see this!
You have to see this!