СКИМИ - По Ту Сторону Смеха - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

------------- to the other side of laughter ----------------

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Demons of the school of a monotonous handshake

His stupid dialogue his mother

How to know her to surprise

at a time, two, three to justify from head to toe

What her vessels mean ...

Do not let the drool

In fact, these sons of these scumbags with Luli

smoked, sniffed, took pills

They broke their heads to everyone because of the girl Julia

Lyuli received all together we

Let us down ... tortured us verbally, like two walls

They squeezed, naturally we smiled

When they tried in response to them

lower us below the earth.

Or a rude word could pronounce, so stupid to carry

On itself a knife that is more likely to be dropped from them

Only at death do you look careful

Those words can be fate for you yes,

This is poison, it is not me who was said and I did not come up with

what to say is not worth it in vain

I exchanged life that is the road to us and you

Where the needle goes hands ...

As if on a chain stands a hero in those years on appreciation

You can come closer and send him *nah *, smile :-)

For him, fear will only be on the mutts in the daddling

Dreaming not to die from Kumar in dreams.

He wanted to be on the Canaries, but he was serving on the bunks

It's not about drug addicts, but stupidly, about the bunks because for mana even

smoking marijuana, in addition to blow

The hunt to blow, something into the lady ...

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Do not bring nonsense

So that someone smiles in the face

Answer to your verbal shit

Only trembling, but later

Smiling Maly will stick a knife in your back

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Do not bring nonsense

So that someone smiles in the face

Answer to your verbal shit

Only trembling, but later

the small knife sticks in the back and summarizes

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With a blow to the words you better not *trod *

For nothing, that fate is not even worth

God he lies on the asphalt all aside

Asks for help to roll down

that reclining

Youth and those years disappeared

Only Lesha remained

I looked into his eyes

On the street is dark already

His smile does not fall from his face

You are a classmate to me a bro ...

So help me, these are such strong days

Where are those roads along the way outside this terrible death

From needles and rot not find me help me, help me !!!

His ardent and soul tearing phrases

I deleted in myself like links to advertising immediately

I remembered the incidents from school in childhood

A smile gives a chance that MAZ is giving up but

I, hinging, left inaction !!!