Текст песни edDyTRU - Горизонт событий

With the city waited for the snow to fall
The chance is not great as we used to be with her.
I'm sorry, I hurried to tell you all soon.
Assumptions began as torment that noise interrupted
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And the creak, the bus to the final, jump not sleep
I'll sit down to the window in a blithe
Just take me don't think of anything
Amid the hustle and bustle of that dim silhouette does not attract

Attention, I thought, while mired in those serious thoughts
And the air is stale with an abundance of cheap dope
Fog eyes, but still fell on her face
Heart chirps not hit his palm hug

Damn what a thought, I am on matters thus very important
I really will not see you, you will not give me your number
Out of sight, but for some reason the image is in my head
I'm too busy with something there humility I made a vow

"You go out" to the end flew quickly
As usual in my head the thoughts will shoot wrong
In the milk, light up, but in the smoke how to forget them?
I pull this idea hundreds of events
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And if yes if
It’s not a reason to assume
Hoping to be not guilty
The bus disappeared over the horizon

But if yes
You didn’t become my bag
Any chance of them is a bit too much.
We will only assume
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The night was extremely long
"Mind, calm down" you let me fall asleep
I tossed and turned in the hay, and here was the needle
The book itself opened from the farthest shelf

Folk Jazz Motifs
How to life put a desired scam
At the same place sat, coffee instead of whitefish
Eyes little glasses are waiting for the right place

They fell there first snow
This is she, as if she and we are not there
Everything tramples so boldly in the same place.
Half step and in the taxi if you please

Explain, I found you again for a reason
I wandered among the courtyards, not that time is over
Maybe not destined or a bit later
But so year after year and you still believe too
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Yes, no fans, cases in bulk, not on the haype never
"I was not called there" but heaped out of the ticket office
Hundreds of songs for so many years, it's too late to wish
Do not bend every year it's harder

Formats templates, they say rep is not stamped
I write about what I know, what's the big deal?
You could have decomposed your opponent so flily
But writing is not about anything wrong, you will not be fuming

From this alignment, I will add this party once
I just believe what I'm writing for, waiting for it.
By sending you a bass to the house, again in the audio carrier
It became boring to listen to me, well, you forgive me

Why am I here and TRU again hooked on the needle
There could be a punch about vinyl, but I can't
Alexey happiness in the family, you with zddnikami all
Here I would sing a refrain, only to the edge