And you give me a couple of minutes, give me a couple of hours,
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I'll tell you, I somehow had a dream today.
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I was not collected in it, there is time through the fingers of sand,
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Bra, I was weightless, marriage in souls stung you like a cobra.
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And I'm there, purely like that, in a kind way, looking down,
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On the edge of the high roof he shouted to you: "Smile."
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Everyone told me, you went, wrapped yourself in fur
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Reluctantly, I smile back to false laughter.
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A gray familiar area, you are looking for the key to paradise, and we are stupidly from these parts.
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Here monotonous weekdays, monotonous sandwiches
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We throw lava, we say that we will never be again.
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And how we breed ladies for promises of ourselves,
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Here, a knockdown for reason is more familiar than snow for the north.
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Solid disconnects, disconnecting from the server.
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Give me a couple of minutes, a couple of hours, I'll show you
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How many owls are here at night, endless parties,
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The eyes are inflamed, for three days they do not see the sign
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How we cut from shots with blanks.
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Glory touched *** you are respected
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Cheekbones noticeably so trembled
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I saw a dream on the elevators by the open window,
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It was getting dark in my eyes and I squatted down so smoothly.
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I had a dream, everything changed there
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And he beat you with the requests of everyone, as if the call was bald,
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Until the last, I did not believe in the plan of Dallas,
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How I didn’t believe in the thought the words of the next f * los.,
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I had a dream, he fucked up. |
By chance
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I woke up and the wind was not blowing in the sails, I stupidly tore them
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And I decided to wade, looking ahead,
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While you look into your uncle's mouth.
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While you clicked f*ck on Instagram
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I took and pulled a stop crane in this fucking car,
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Panic started, and I just went out and that's it,
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I was alone and it's better that way, so no one grazes. |