Max Pain - Неровный мой почерк - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

These verses usually leave a trail on the tired, sleepy eyes ... 3 hours on vacation and again in operation ... the sky is not the limit, and the fatigue is a side effect ... Mom is a pity - worries constantly ... Good night and see you Rainbow ...

And autumn continues to beat the kidney, especially at night,

Dinen bleeding, loneliness bay and sharpening

Black teeth about my heart, I do not want to let

Morning comes, and I feel not very,

A couple of new lines ... Why? Although, probably, however,

Chitka under the bits and before study the road shorter,

Clear words and the weekend will again become a worker,

If only not to regret that he would again be indefinite.

Often too stumble about frozen bumps,

And on the cells of the comma sheet and points,

Hours per minute, and in four sleep, but it's not for sure

And bury the talent inside of themselves.

And for some reason, the handle in the cell, probably, the habit,

Plugs per night, along with the ashes of burnt matches,

And, as usual, in the circle tea sugar is not spoiled,

And until the morning, the poems prints uneven my handwriting.