Дактиль ft. ДваТома - без лишнего внимания - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Dactyl

We are not waiting for everyday life to the hell, the life of the rubbish tied the speed, the passenger on Monsieur sailed the ship ...

Gather you for the funeral here dohren, having a guard, Kharya changed, and Sanya suggested ...

Someone was smug in his back ... I have been sick for half a year, you swear with me in vain drip holes this fat jamb, I was and I will not go under you a fellow countryman, I have a micro balical, while you cried I will draw you a fat poster, I neither deliberate This madhouse is my nonsense on the shelf of the house on foot to the throne where the muse was wandering while Sanya used

At the arrival I did not recognize life resembled the hall

Two

Where to go?, Where to find your way?

Inside, anxiety, everything is still true to God,

To stay afloat, not to succumb to the whole system, or just to live, to remain this shadow.

In the eyes of the mother already, completely different,

I often disappear, the mobile is disconnected,

And I just wanted to be myself,

With the head on the shoulders do not lead to the crowd,

As they say, the stingy, he pays twice,

And so on the buzz, they will wake up to others once,

And it doesn’t matter how much a mountain is not a movie not a hero, they are sold.

on a sheet of paper, I will lay out the whole essence,

I would inhale the air, because of a lack of a grip, it compresses my chest, and my path, for me it is not clear, among cunning bitches, and false friends.