Текст песни Trueтень - а голова моя пробита битой

Take me to the bread room
Maybe there I still pickings
I Vova and Dima did not hold a candle
I would like to end up the way to pass the Milky

I would not give to misfire Stechkin
That man was a close, but not sheep
Someone pulls Mazu interest
We burn up in the ring of fire, fuck

And I need a prescription for happiness was
His doctor will write to me in broken eyeglasses
And then you will not have a bargaining coin
You vremenёm with Scoop More on all changes here

And where you are under covenants fucking nod Lenin
There's a spirit tempered my generation
Foot we wallow in your shit, shit
And people have lost their connection with the sky

And where I may be, and wherever I was
My brother and I shared his last bread
On the white piece of cloth a new slogan
We Dry tears or overdose

Logically, then I think it's too late
Here the soil under your feet for a long time promёrzla
Why do you, the creator of this world created?
Where tkni, we're surrounded by the stars

Ravens at road sklyuyut dick mёrzly
In humans, the dead, which is not identified
Someone jumped from the roof, has become even more beautiful
And you do not answer, you did not ask

You are trading conscience, not our
A mum at zapretki synochku pomashet
I have an opinion, they have a cough
Pasha in the hospital vomit red porridge

And somebody has their fate with my bind
And we in the wet ditch soon ulyazhemsya

Chorus - 2 times
And my head is broken bat
Tickets go missing in Egypt
The tape howls Edita Peha
You go to the dick!

As the wind howled broken windows
Head buried in a neighbor package
And even ask him - no answer
Driver, stop