Palagin On a Beat!
You so wanted grandmas, cars, clothes
I put your photo in the armrest
You didn’t give a damn what I was woven from
You never understood, did not understand
Bitch, money will not give you happiness
So presses the bracelet on my wrist
So blinds the dawn in Lobovoy on the highway
First love, but in such gray colors
You know, I loved you in vain
You don't see me for tinting S-class
Mom says - neat, it is dangerous with him
But we fly to the red at night on the old Merce
Gas to the floor, scandals, hysteria
But if so, why did you believe me?
I am a fool, confusing the shores
You clap Gelik's door again
First love, third ring
I hide my pain, you hide my face
You have to run, and I have to go home
First love, third ring
First love, third ring
I hide my pain, you hide my face
You have to run, and I have to go home
First love, third ring
I'm looking for you with a look on the right in the passenger
We promised to be near when happiness borders on the risk
But love, like an expensive club - takes on the lists
And I fly away from your front door with a whistle
You know, scars know how to heal themselves in the spring
And only the brothers are next to me on their own
You do not see how I suffocate under dawn
Again at night in the club I disappear at the bottom
First love, third ring
I hide my pain, you hide my face
You have to run, and I have to go home
First love, third ring
First love, third ring
I hide my pain, you hide my face
You have to run, and I have to go home
First love, third ring
First love, third ring
I hide my pain, you hide my face
Yes, and I have to go home
I must go home
