Текст песни Каспийский Груз ft. Кравц - Ты невыносима

The next week was running.
Bodies fell, affairs were decided.
On the corner of the table is a vase of glass.
But you thought her date was up.
How could you, how could you?
A scream from the door, a scream from the corner.
Don’t lie to me that you weren’t there.
I called you, why didn’t you take it?
And you immediately remembered the past.
How many times have I been away from home.
How they drove me under guard.
Any heifers unfamiliar to me.
How many times I came bukhim.
Slave and poems, scandals of nonsense.
I buy the wrong perfume.
With me, as in the land of the deaf.
And you threw the ring.
Aiming straight at my face.
And I remembered my knife.
When you hit me for a living.
And you weren’t to be recognized.
Like Lady Gaga without makeup.
I could not say anything.
All my words are past.
Hatred is easier than love.
Thought Tim because hatred is explicable.

Caspian Cargo, Kravts:
Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.

Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.

Kravets:
In the usual calm evening.
You can mess out of nothing.
To go right with you.
You need to turn left three times.
What kind of setup?
Your fucking world is invincible.
You are like alcohol to me.
I close my eyes, I have a helicopter.
You want to show me your sanctions.
No response for requests.
And I want to continue to live in dance.
Together, simply, without taking out the brain.
You don’t know how to live, you don’t know how to listen.
You drive tales, you beat dishes.
And I thought it would be just dinner.
Just kidding when I was alone.
It was rather a comedy, and with you, some kind of detective.
You don’t understand whether you should either give in and fall into a trance with you.
Defend queues in a thousand instances.
Or leave everything right like that.
You're to mom, I'm to the boys in the attic.
And you're back in tears, in a mess hut.
And I know everything will be in order, no other way.
You can come up with a revolution, and only then a country.
Tie your hair, start a war.
Life is a beautiful thing.
And you argue. But such you only make me stronger.

Caspian Cargo, Kravts:
Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.

Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.

Caspian Cargo:
Like a head in my chest Zidane to me.
Even Karelin in the group didn’t throw anyone.
In relation to you, I can see a lot of greed.
And here I am already on the shoulder blade.
Drown in the past, your weapon.
I used to be different, I could even become your husband.
But looking into red eyes, like a flash photo.
I thought at the edge that it was already too much.
You see how, and it’s not about money at all.
Hood, I smoke one by one, like a fool.
Both in the head, and in the apartment a mess.
Three, two, one - Start!
Not a pity broken service, nor a collection of films.
Not sorry for Saint Laurent perfumes, no phones, by.
And all that I would not say, it's my fault.
And everything that I could not endure - the wall endured.
Everything goes on.
We crush, we do not collect.
This story about us has already been decided.
All. The final.

Caspian Cargo, Kravts:
Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.

Or you have these days, you have these days, you have these days
Mama.
Or you cannot bear, you cannot bear, you are intolerable.