Уличные Факты - Убитая Реальность - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Neumenosis

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The paths from the outskirts to the center lead to the area where the weight did not arrive,

This kind of scam is completely out of place

We're soaked in style

In paved entrances.

There are cracks along the walls, your ship is tilting

From place to place, along the blue artery, like in an anthill

My accomplices are with me

Before Monday there are 2 days without work,

Vpison at the house in Umat

Go to the next one, there aren't enough seats for everyone

Night, street, lantern, bookmarks, staff, frenzy

This dead reality plunges us into fog, clouds in the lungs

The flora of burnt botany, with the usual cough, penetrates you, once or twice

The whole floor is filled with smoke, while I'm in the share, then be my one of the main roles

The atmosphere is familiar, between the core and chernozem

Come on, let's inhale for the evening, inhale, exhale, exhale, inhale, we go into orbit

We sat down and stuck to the hike, I’m dead

Wake me up at 4:20, I’ll show you how to do the pump, there’s a shit in the room

Neighbor's trash, fucked up knocking on the ceiling

I began to notice that I would like to be exemplary, but I went downhill

The turbulence passed successfully, or I woke up next to the government wall

Broken windows in vosmere, infested with grass

Staff takes it out for slaughter, oh oh oh

Someone's howl is heard

With a bag in his pocket, also with blue bags under his eyes,

Walk home along the old paths, winding

Lost my temper and entered as it should

It doesn’t matter sober or fucked, the main thing is that it’s fucked up

Gray metallic Audi, Seryoga is driving along the Moscow Ring Road, these facts were shouted on repeat in the subwoofer, he's fucked up, and I'm screwed, there's no way back from here

There's a flashing light in the mirror, there's a needle on the speedometer, snow or dandruff is falling,

My eyelids are drooping, but thank you for being alive at least...

The soot has settled in the lungs, The quilted walls teach Zen,

Someone shouted into the silence, and I grabbed a little more

I'm walking home under the lantern,

Thanks for smiling, bro

I'm bringing a blizzard again, I'll forget everything in the morning, well, well

Fly away, I'll whisper quietly in your ear

I'll take it for five cents, and I'll be happy with that shit

I'll kill it, inhale it, burn it

I'll send evil thoughts into the darkness

I'll die, but I'll make you fall in love with me,

I’m stuck, but I won’t leave these underground paths

I'll leave again, incognito mode no one will take the trail

The street facts tag will decorate your entrance

There's the fiercest weight in your pocket,

Until you fucking get off this topic,

Again the facts of the street are mixed up