Текст песни Kitchen Stuff Only - Нервы

Toys for twitched
A moment before you closed your eyes
And the darkness in the corners sarcastically: "Run to my mother"
Shadows, shadows on the glass, creaking, swaying in the loop
Like children on a swing rotten
Moving his lips:

"You never knew who hid behind the door,
Who under the bed waiting for someone whispering branches.
You waited too long, changing the time to wrap
Zamyzgany station, a ticket to the end of the tunnel ... "

Our nerves gnawed rats
Our nerves were eating mouse
Our nerves barely breathe.
And when the demolition of the roof
Our nerves are taken up
Our nerves barely breathe

Che the monster let pochudovischnee
And take this, naively older, see
It tries to eat from the hands of evil .. I am a young bitch
Give
Young, evil bitches

Children's fears at bay, on what are friends
We, you know, so-so wine each (over the years, only worse)
We - the delicate scent of dead burned caramel
We both wanted to have wanted so wanted ..

Our nerves gnawed rats
Our nerves were eating mouse
Our nerves barely breathe.
And when the demolition of the roof
Our nerves are taken up
Our nerves barely breathe

I am fine. The buildings have no place for the old ghosts, but I do quite well in order to

Thunder chains.

Scary ... When not afraid of being late.
When the catch is not important.
When not daring to take a stand
So from what took down the tower
And now, the occasional passenger no longer looks askance as before
He has grown old are you with him
Pleteshsya clown tired.
You hear a clock face?
All because they were not scared.

Under the blanket got
All enchanted forest
Fearful hiding defenseless bare hands
Waiting in the morning it will not come here

Morning will not be here