Vербальная агрессия - Солнце - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Good morning sun, get up rather, tea is ready.

In the darkness window, fog, and we did not even lie down. You feel the smell of bitter chocolate, and I'm only the smell of your hair, which scatter from the wind, making you very unarmed.

Good morning sun, today, as always, yes, yes, not your day. Do not try to reach the phone, I all disabled them.

And inside the scars and celebrated from stars bloody, pouring everything into burgundy shades.

Not a cigarette carcass, I will not tell you your mom.

Good morning the sun, look at the window, consider the car, spits in them from above. Put today's puppy. Let at least someone gives it to you, at least someone you will become needed.

But in fact, today we are all dead, as always. And no sense to wake up. Calendars are lying to you surrounding. You are just in illusion. Talk to the Almighty Thank you for giving you to the eternal flight to the boiler that you are not burning, but you are sitting and write these verses.