Текст песни Private Route - Вопросы

Sticks in the wheels pop without asking
questions
Zadavaemy from beneath the forehead obliquely
Anyone who doubts the root mows
Togo luck never abandon

Jams chest thorn -
A threat
You can never be so bare
You would only smoke it cigarette
Or get your floor -Dose

Bulldozer will carry all my roses
And you are standing for a hundred years in the same position
Do not think about any threat
All quick fix Overdose

Quickly have gone cold
and thunderstorms
And we once again into the night with you in prose
Kissing, hugging, parting, tears
And imagine that you and I are sick sclerosis

Look not let me say a word
After all, I'm not going without finding lucky horseshoe
I'm angry ! Knocks heart throws out in the cold
Fed! But still plays hunger

And here we are near
You and me again
And I'm ready, and you're ready
Do not be stupid decisions
Do not stop us: bans, clothes, shackles