Текст песни Вышел покурить - РАНЫ НЕ ЗАЖИВУТ

Finish far, Zagreb under my wave
The expanses of the dance floor and anguish odnushki
The tears in the pillow. In order to maim memory
The backpack syringes, chest stone

Nicotine. Storm, within the apartment
Lend a hand in the center of the puzzle paintings
What was nasty fall in love once
The wounds will not heal, knives against rukopashku

Sick. Vienna outward. mode broken
Sinking in gold was in the shit up to their ears
Open up the ball from his hands. Thoughts of a bygone
If you want to throw off if necessary mutis

Flaunt all their tags
Crawl for his plate until zazhuet
Skinny under all threats
Converge constellation, but we will go into strife

Drops of blood on my canvas
Planned a lot but nothing had
Pulls on his chest armor to miss mug
The sun was hot, but not in the circle of palm trees (2)