Autumn looks through the window openings.
We, like shy drug addicts, stick around in our neighborhoods.
November will add coldness to Friday receptions.
The days go by without you, it's just as bad with you.
Another miss in HP will write: "Oh, how cool."
We dance in their playlists - it's dancing on logs.
Having spent, in general, a minimum of films,
I made this movie according to the rules - the rules of removal.
Where sober in the insole hooked you out of your half-asleep.
We again three about this, about this, they say, I'm a donkey and that's it, damn it.
He stopped himself, unable to withstand this volume of dirt.
The girls are in touch. Come on, am I fucked up?
After work, someone secretly finished in her there.
Talent is rotting, but out of anger I gave you nove again.
While the battered motor is still hammering in the ribs
I collect sidewalks where we are not alone.
Artem is crazy. Artem is crazy.
Artem is in your mind. Artem is in your bedroom.
Don't find understanding with you.
And again I step into the rain on the pavement.
I act like an asshole, you do the right thing.
To hell with the sky that gives us second chances.
We are lying apart from someone.
I'm not a fan of the East, but I like it that way when you have gin in you.
We will destroy something pure in ourselves.
You are somewhere there, I am somewhere here, fuck with her for coffee.
Evil erased your smile from my memory.
What kind of person am I? Oh, everyone.
Hello, you now. Do you remember how you raved in winter?
I am a devotee - I do not betray alcoholism. Couplets
They flew into the basket, and you flew to Greece.
And how can we keep warm if I'm a scoundrel and a boor?
We are separated by the sidewalks of the city
And I am a bankrupt of emotions - you came out too dear to me.
The city roars and the headlights are blinding again
While I, smiling, collect sidewalks.
