Текст песни Ленивый День - Выдох

I'm a cold predictor
I'm a cold predictor
Love me on the floor
I'll get sick, die
Do not tell anyone that I weathered string
What kissed you on the nameless wind

Exhale
On TV stations
And the whole world
In truth, not enough
The pain
In a cold throat
I will fill the song
By you

I am a head healer
In a dressing gown of different colors
I'm ready to suffocate
From phone calls
You tell everyone about
That I burned someone's house
When I thought about
What we will not be together

Exhale
On TV stations
And the whole world
In truth, not enough
The pain