Текст песни X. Alex Yotta - Альфа Центавра

I leaf through the letters you have not read.
Life beckons us. I am a robot, my mechanic is dead.
Oh, well, shut up. He is obsessed with being the worst at everything.
Now for an encore, I will take a desperate sigh.

Let's pour it bro, we're drunk in heaven, but
The mind is fixated on You. Good soul to all of you.
To be lonely is destiny.

When a step is a whole feat.
When doping is necessary for the nerves.
In order not to fall into a whirlpool.

I understood. Nobody gives a fuck, the main photo is in bed.
Forget your phone number and your colorful dress.
Are your eyes wet? Yes, hardly.
I am a morally murdered angel.
And they put everything on the verse, you, so, the sausage is mediocre.

And you know what infuriates. I've tried 100 versions.
Beautiful rap songs? But you are hung up on sex
You bitches are depressed, dry, downs with show-offs.
I am rude Alyosha with the world of damned paradise.

I just have no right to criticize.
The character is too strange, and these boring phrases.
Got enough. It's funny to mix truth with sarcasm.
Your beloved schmuck - call me a science fiction writer.

Is it funny? Well, really? Opened the curtain of mud.
Brand on the forehead. There will be a holiday on my street.
In the meantime, envy, I feel sorry for them, that I collect tablets.
You laugh in the company, but one by one dead toads.
From the airship, the punchlines do not reach the sun.
They burn in the stratosphere, reaching out to the stars.
Kill me - ignore, quarrel, in any way.
I'm crazy on the background of carbon copies, and I'm fucking late

Be a normal, adequate guy
With flowers in hand, but instead of them only a torch ...
I burn with a tank of gasoline - pride and memory.
And you run there to the weaklings and traitors.

Yes you win. Dates, damn it, how the horses are racing ...
I was not a bit of a nut, but lady, you are doing stupidity.
I'm not used to lying. True to verse, this is not rude.
In fact, rot, I will decide our fate.

2.
You take minutes, years of happy time.
I twisted all the boys, girlfriends, and those who are fucking in the subject.
I don’t want a relationship? But show who needs it more than me.
Do you have pressure ?! What is this nonsense?
Is it boiling? Not. Choose a redneck - after all, he's just what.
Giving roses and a bear is not prose and an astrologer ...
Will not inspire the sky. After all, there is no instagram in it.
I already realized what is worse than narcissistic fools.

There are angels and demons supposedly - hundreds of atmospheres.
Have you ever seen something like this? Little fairy. Hey.
Broken years, sweating, torn to pieces.
Boxing, hobbies, tracks, science, space are pieces of the puzzle.

In touch, base, caught up that the level is different?
I take the fortress by storm - resist.
Play that I am insignificant and boor.
Behavior - a standard lady.
No, don't excuse me. I've had enough here.
You are the Sun, I am Alpha Centauri.
We are as distant as the minds of your friends.
My tongue is sharp, I shave it in the morning.
You freak, moron, snotty potsik, arrogant!
I survived everything. I have to do Cosmo magazine, huh, bunny?
Fu, bastard J. Bombanul high explosive ...
A grenade, and emotions scattered in an act ... WRONG.

I live without You, give me a plaster, I'll glue my mouth
Why should we get lost?

Boyfriends are dangerous. Nobody argues.
Arguments are clenched into fingers. Despair in the eyes.

Against the backdrop of stories, here everyone is macho - every super hero.
In my place they opened up under crying. You are Malvina.
I am your Pierrot, I write with a feather from the wing.
Did you catch the essence of the words?
In straight mirrors.
Give a sign, write a couple of quotes.
Like: "I love you and your hip-hap."
“P.S. Always yours".