Текст песни mot - Мажоры-миноры Prod. by Prime Beat

Tired of saying the same thing
The lips to kiss you , so what?
Feelings translated to their offshore
Burns curtains, majors , minors

Spring has come to my apartment , I did I test
Especially do not cry about it and not be able to announce
Why again for nothing put my voice?
Let now available or have long since Single

I took off my glasses and now can not see anything
People have become like stars , and the stars are closer
Now we can talk to you about intimate
After all, I do not see anything and I do not knee

Serious work while laziness to me
This is my generation
We have ceased to believe in the stork
Believe in people , to find the boundary between good and evil

Forever I pull the blanket over himself
With all speech has again from scratch
Life tears the paper and throws it at the forehead pieces
But I 'll make her wonder Opachki

( Chorus 2x)
Tired of saying the same thing
The lips to kiss you , so what?
Feelings translated to their offshore
Burns curtains, majors , minors

I counted on her body for more than 30 moles
All on ointments, relationships like ok
Though you tell me not possible, I'm still so small
But I'm on this rap , son, already broke the language

Vzharil in building up their words
So much so that you said : wow . To download the entire hall .
Moscow . You .. snoring took, his hip hapom sconces
I will conquer more than one city or one mountain

We spend our lives living in quarrels suffocate
Soul spaces sell for nothing
Best friends for some sort of 100 pe
Drawn curtains , my majors , minors

Glasses fogged up again
I bear my propeller
Soul like a hummingbird shooting large caliber
My poems paradigm ..

( Chorus 2x)
Tired of saying the same thing
The lips to kiss you , so what?
Feelings translated to their offshore
Burns curtains, majors , minors