Текст песни Артур Скотт, Rufus, Дима МонстаБит, Ирочка PSP - Бейся

Arthur Scott:
fire in my chest one to one like a song
don't stand my blood, run, beat my heart, beat
let your teeth, enemies barb with you in life we ​​are together
don't stand my blood, run, beat my heart, beat

acting as a prohibited remedy
pulse, forcing sometimes to beat faster
we don't need to stay here
and in principle there is nowhere to rush
Spring, summer east or west side
stranded or oars or hung up
through life with a song and that's what I'm all about
public problems means your illness

Until the shots rang out, thoughts were born
among the brick pigsof
from the south side of queens
look closely, don't scold
for the desire to live everything as written
Until the shots rang out, thoughts were born
among the brick pigsof
from the south side of queens
Until the shots rang out

Rufus:
sparks, stars in a glass of whiskey
the dreams melt away.
completely different, but turned out to be close
deep wounds
it's dangerous to joke with love, to run in vain
finishing tape, red color
cracked thin us trust, extinguished fire in our eyes
happiness scent was dispelled by currents of cold air
time for the clouds, kite
do not miss the thread, but hands go numb
life is the most severe critic
masks of the divine brush, gave birth to a picture
colorful leaves in autumn halftones
did not have time to say goodbye to the branches, headlong falling down
still whispering, we will definitely be together, we will definitely be together
Arthur Scott:
fire in my chest one to one like a song, like a song
don't stand my blood, run, beat my heart, beat
let your teeth, enemies barb with you in life we ​​are together
don't stand my blood, run, beat my heart, beat

Dima MonstaBit:
a fire in my chest from just one thought
you are not even at shot distance
I'm an addict and this stupid truth
I will write i miss you
while winston smolders
leaves fly from trees with them time
you don’t believe me, but I don’t believe either
there is no way out but to slam the door
and leave the wounded beast to die
and I can, and I can, do not count the attempts
even though I didn't give flowers or send postcards
heart is open and still beating
I will smile at the sun while the song is pouring
while the song flows ... while the song flows ...
Arthur Scott:
fire in my chest one to one like a song, do not stand my blood, run, beat my heart beat

Ira PSP:
Sing your dream, dream Babylon
the staircase to heaven rang with crystal
bass ... barefoot red carpet ...
I will reach paradise, do not look at that baby!
yellow leaves covered with stars
open shoulders, chilled wings ...
unfold back the rough rounds
hands off the island, peaceful, sleepy
remind the world of ourselves with notes
Ira PSP, yau, clearly not myself
somewhere higher, somewhere dreams sleep
naive baby, refusal understand
exploding callousness colored serpentine
if the heart beats, then we will fly!
to those poles where they love and wait
while the hand writes, the angels live here!
Tu-tu-tu-tu angels live here ...
Tu-tu-tu-tu angels live here ... here ...