The balance of words
The residue and without any emotion,
I go through the city to the touch,
Do not worry baby, I hung a little.
Depends on porches, staircases,
And just puffing, not thinking,
Red eyes you look at me,
And podumaya who I am?
Well, without you, and leaving a trail behind
And knowing a lot about yourself and lowering
Do not pity not you, not me.
And it is not necessary to interpret, just shut up and go away.
Not me, no me once or twice and not loving.
On bends, pressed to a sense of guilt,
I came away from reality into dreams,
Bro, let's sit down,
Let's rising, let's talk.
On bends, pressed to a sense of guilt,
I came away from reality into dreams,
Bro, let's sit down,
Let's rising, let's talk.
I remember that day, that night,
Who was unable to help you,
And while plans Debris removal of chatter,
And you could not tell.
I'm ready to turn a thousand words my friend,
To you entered in this fucking sound.
And do not you dare say that you did not like.
Everything was a friend, but still warm.
And our rivers are not merged, we are imbued with a bit
Roads and trails knocked forgotten.
Those who pushed my way to heaven,
And I came back to razebat your sound.
Then love, deception, thought the fog.
And nicotine, day by day.
The city sleeps, and the sky was smoke.
I think 3 and fly.
On bends, pressed to a sense of guilt,
I came away from reality into dreams,
Bro, let's sit down,
Let's rising, let's talk.
On bends, pressed to a sense of guilt,
I came away from reality into dreams,
Bro, let's sit down,
Let's rising, let's talk.