Текст песни НОЧНОЙ ПРОДАВЕЦ - Кроссовки

I go again somewhere,
But I forgot why.
Under your feet wet cotton wool is covered with polyethylene
Owl People, Fish People
Come on me
I go again somewhere
BUT have already forgotten

I went all the way,
And now I'm tired
In my head, nothing,
It's me.

Who is going to whom and who goes?
I went out into the street,
There's something going on

I went all the way,
And now I'm tired
In my head, nothing,
It's me.