Текст песни ТамПлиеР - Призраки Прошлого

I started when I was 18
There was a desire to write, there was also a piece of paper.
Now all this is magic, forever devoted to music
In pursuit of bucks you, I'm in pursuit of the muse
To hell on the kulichkah
Someone in uniform today will be lead punctuated
Purely personal become ordinary
Sativa, Indica, frost on the lips - lyrics
Forever, not for long - he said
Seize the moment you must first be
The voice is hard, the voice is stuffed with a plastid
Truth is not a gift, experience is priceless
Fighting your own laziness
The game on the verge of going to infinity
Getting rid of the evil
That would not stay extra
Just to stay live

Ghosts of the past will come to me and sit on a chair
Empty glass, nerves stretched like strings
My castle of mura under the protection of musical runes
They are the ones who save in difficult moments.

Ghosts of the past will come to me and sit on a chair
Empty glass, nerves stretched like strings
My castle of mura under the protection of musical runes
They are the ones who save in difficult moments.

Already a day in the fog
Everything is strange, I am writing to myself
The handwriting is not even, the repetition of mistakes
In the silence and the noise is heard
Still, I'm not cold
Everything is also standing at the abyss
The fate of a sudden, but I would understand the truth
I do not distinguish, do not answer calls
I leave a note, I ask my demon to be gone

Ghosts of the past will come to me and sit on a chair
Empty glass, nerves stretched like strings
My castle of mura under the protection of musical runes
They are the ones who save in difficult moments.

Ghosts of the past will come to me and sit on a chair
Empty glass, nerves stretched like strings
My castle of mura under the protection of musical runes
They are the ones who save in difficult moments.