Текст песни iMba - Как я живу

If anyone is interested, I live
Here is my story , what I'm awake
I wake up somewhere in the twelve hours of the day
And while it is a fact that does not make me

Go to the kitchen and drink tea breed
I hate it when the morning shakes Mouzon
Then, with half circles I move to my computer
This is not a game I practically live here

I began to move windows heavy cloth curtains
To the light from them does not fall into the monitor
Lift the mat , mouse nayuzyvayu
Read the inscription on munike & quot; Hey , baby & quot;

Sit comfortably on a chair made of skin
Introduce memory passwords turnout ciphers
turn on mIRC
Again, for a world that beckons me

Instead, we put their feelings smiley
And just try to say that we are still small
Of all the roads I have more mid life beckons
And just try to say that I'm still a little

If you agrish we pass hi mom
And just try to say that I'm still a little
And in the winter we walk in sneakers rather than boots
And just try to say that I'm still a little

A Th they glass? No do not stack
They craft , crossed face
But do not stack , you must understand these things you
I clearly explain ? Yes yes [-]

And why is the road that leads to the mid
Me to him and for a beckons
And why I'd love to go
Together with creeps along it , one way

Shit , man, I do not know this paranoia
I have the same problem , but I do not whine
I just get up every day at three in the morning
I sit down at the computer and start the heat

Instead, we put their feelings smiley
And just try to say that we are still small
Of all the roads I have more mid life beckons
And just try to say that I'm still a little

If you agrish we pass hi mom
And just try to say that we are still small
And in the winter we walk in sneakers rather than boots
And just try to say that we are still small