3291 feat. Michgunz - Прогнозы - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This past spring came to me with psychoses.

Loneliness in four walls, forecasts

Make it for something better, give me ...

In response, silence, as in a flat joke

Turn the key to the consciousness, well, meet, the sensory production plant does not answer.

Playing silence, well, let's be silent

Let's talk, just leave it secret

Everything ..., then Pati, our attempts to die,

Breathing to zero, but I could not.

Drown in dreams, in my soul I bit my elbows,

This is probably just a dream and maybe I'll wake up

Yes. if. If it was my mother, my consciousness is aging and from here the oddity -

I know a lot, I heard a lot and am silent, and at night I write in the corners, I am healing wounds, my hearts once again, rather, again my favorite word, more different than everything is bad, when everything is actually the opposite here.

I have not seen dreams for a long time, I do not see colors, if your life is beautiful, paint mine ...

Although not worth it, I like it

I often see a demon. I often feel pain,

In this miserable world, with miserable people, where it is difficult to understand yourself and not find yourself in the chest of plastic and from cardboard. what I wanted so much, what we need so

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Wake up .. no, we will not have time to do it ..

Studies, absorbing: pity on me ..

What have you done to me? - From nowhere a voice ..

Who are you and have you really grown? ..

You are furiously destroy your memory .. Rubik - Cube ...

They visit thoughts, clubs are destroying you!

Around the clock of a magnifier, meager, sparing ..

How much smoka you dragged through this Bulik. There are two years old, in the course it is time in the clinic ...

I doubt the choice, very sweet about facial expressions ..

Mom, understand me, showers lyrics ...

The shores are grace, take care, that you can’t take it already .. it will tell you all the extra slide, hide and seek - stop!

Once again a hundred, please, please do not accept.

| Close .. | | And you sit and rejoice in the riddles of the cosmos.

Drawing a squint - pros .. disadvantages ..

What happens in life? - What should be! ..

One way or another, it is in all ..

We are all hostages of the sun, a false society ...

In white crosses, it is clear that it doesn't work ..

Like these robots in offices, beat in coffee ..

Until at night .. The result: everyone has insomnia.

In the end: you won’t get it, you won’t get through the bell.

The subscriber left the house, down with a whistle!

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Twenty -first date, I sit pressed, eat up with a nicotine, drinking beer, dream ... Asphalt, where am I? And I am over a cliff, sadness, breaks.

Father called, apologized that he did not call back - they killed a friend, Misha you understand. The world rolls to hell. The wings were cut right before takeoff, fate draws bindings.

Friends in USA. I miss you, where I should not be here, down or in layers ...

.... I am thumping in one, so that at least somehow the glass does not flow out of my eyes, in the way ... Porcelain, I touch - I break.

My shadow. I .. The river is tormenting about you about you by the wind blows a fan. Behind the pair, lift it, what about the old, too late ... weak

Summer for ..., in his soul, forecasts about how he did not have time, about what he did, he flew too early from his grandfather, you dream of money. I am about eternal youth. I did not notice that the dad is also unhappy, he is not powerful over himself, drunken hands collect this dirt all together, no one knows who he is in the metropolis .....

Inside the disease, words, like a blade, why did I climb here

(on linoleum. Whether I have it on my mind, helicopters are not from alcohol)

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