Текст песни вера полозкова - и катись...

scram and a bottle on the freeway,
stunned, plastic, simple.
We sat for an hour, went without looking,
no & quot; stay & quot; or & quot; wait & quot ;;
I have the night, fifty-six.
It gave me a lift to the train station, uncle,
you're going completely blank.

I would not leave. I would have sat rubbing
bezel cup or ring
and looked into his neck, collarbone, throat,
Gate T-shirts - but not in person.
That would be the time to exhale drill -
one hundred damn sverletso
with pencil lead, tongue dagger
(groove on the blade - like a needle)
I'm happy to run,
it will take me to the corner,
rather than deafness, nausea and haze.

scary wants her to adore,
pampered and treasured.
and reminded me that I no longer come.
so I really could not