Текст песни Типси Тип ft. Zambezi - Дверь

Sitting in the kitchen blowing smoke rings elusive
They fly to the ceiling and confused
In a second they will be gone.
Like me trying to find myself
Why ask a question
Sadness leaves me a thousand skid
Forcing you to lock your world
And do not let anyone to his door
The room is an empty pale light thick
Knead me but wait a minute
I give back no further
Riding on the counter will end the couplet

Someone knocked on the door
And I did not open
I did not expect anyone

I threw out the keys of the loot knocked on the door
And I do not hear a knock at least you break your hands
Even if you are a horse today we do not join
Do not drink and do not save yourself nerves
Desolation my diet smoke for tea
Experiment your methods stop
No me inside is empty and windy
Curls of the muscular arteries fight slowly.
Hardly we have something to break the voice
Looking for an isosceles white cone
This is not for us from the neighbors yelling not
Screwed the bass suck my compliment
Son of Marley or Erika Badu under the Roots
Call elementary bitches
And they will enter, burst
No knocking, hello there are no guests
Driving through narrow streets
Quit did not give a verse.