Текст песни dobbro - старая школа эмоций

& quot; You - lzheobychny satellite two & quot; - He cried,
and then he took over his medication
collected from rust and concrete dust puzzles,
that and patched order
tiresome him space
I go to church, when it was necessary to increase the blood
 the contents of the holy ecstasy,
& quot; Allah natural selection
blesses a shot
hard drugs! & quot;
 - Shouted his angelic choral, organ boomed,
and sang the chorus polukatolicheskih boys hares,
He only listens to the voices of the dead
40, 50 years ago suicides
somehow resurrected on vinyl records
and the pages of glossy,
He reached 19 and is
on one leg
in a dark room
with perforated head
and chamomile in hand.
He has a why to live,
but he will try.
do you remember,
you,
and you
a time when it seemed
that all banks looted
or broken into pieces
and you all notched
hand guards
average razors
but instead of blood flowed bitumen
in this passage, I always
I ran out of supervision
He did face tricky
and crawled out of the country
rabbit burrow poispytanney
& quot; the journey to the other side of the brain! & quot;
You firmly believed,
that the brain has a downside.
Castles made of asphalt,
hand made of concrete,
third world war architectural
I still have running shoes
Munch's screaming on the surface of the right
soles
& quot; I come and say that I love her & quot;
not podoshel.Ili she went.
I would like to carry in your head instead of brain
shtamm.shtamm.shtamm.
Virus that changes people's perceptions,
heroin dependence on the senses,
Quick Quick!
while bursting at the seams,
Your ability to quickly print
nobody save
but
old school emotions here