Текст песни dobbro - uznull

unfinished houses are glowing with lanterns in an almost Arctic night; the melted music from the headphones has overwhelmed the street and now all the passers-by dog-old women hachi young ugly women do not just carry the garbage bags of their daily life but sound inadequate pattern. They appear and disappear in this eternity with the snow of the cold thoughts of the city, on the song, I'm so glad that saved me, Jesus, when you feel a strong blow to the head, then the whole hopelessness of the situation bursts into your nose as a harbinger of all bad things, there's no talking um you this feeling you street of a silent stone you sharp flash you beaten teeth you thrown on wires trainers you five knifes who live in an abdominal cavity of street on which you go to work and if you are unlucky then you come out fall out into sharp edges of the peeling paint of bad hospitals from the rest I created my own personal army of all flat-footed beasts, a couple of maps of non-existent countries, and already with this impressive capital I fell asleep and found out that the subway tunnels are much wider than you were told that there are just dark ugly ka the windows are driven in front of the windows by special orderlies and they do not have concrete and rails but only the earthen floors from them climb up the electric lamps along them the locomotive moves and becomes overcrowded with the second-hand cars or the long barge along which our beloved nothing moves, I came up with the plot for the book just dropped it in the sleepy waters and already in them I met my grandmother whose body was the shrunken body of the child, it is not necessary to live in an abandoned quarry to hear the ghosts, she said she quietly wake up without changing the rhythm of breathing and zapom they whisper it to you your thoughts for tomorrow. write it like this