Текст песни Robcho - Роли

Nairona took the handles and formed their tandem
But today I and four walls, no thoughts have no problems
Pass the receivers, the antenna is not directed into space
My uninhabited island, on which I Harry Grant and

Children, do not look for me, today I am the wind
I do not, for thirty-seventh latitude and yes and on the planet
And while she resets, I can't exist
I will leave the body on the autopilot, and I hope no one will notice

Adrenaline will replace harmon joy, food and adenazine,
I'm on top of a cool coffee, and I will start kilometers
Today I am Forest Gump, run and no one will forget
And while it is not there, I'm sorry, I just want to be one

But I do not do bad, and I continue to save the light by quiet
My hobby put impossible goals, and today I am Clark Kent
But someone will say, "he didn't even smile," and hear "yes damn"
After all, it is not there, which means the campaign today I am Charlie Chaplin

Give us some air anything
I'm not only half without you
without you not me but only my roles but
without me and you are only your roles

And testing synesthesia, and transcersion of feelings
I read as if an open book, and I just want to study without interference
Pupil jerks the iris and when the pulse is expensive
I say only if you want it, and today I keep silent

And how do it, and where I take faith
But there is no you near and I will have to be Charlie Xaviere
And the helmet would not help you, because I drove cerebro
From myself independently, involuntarily, and how I would not want

I like paralyzed, although I predder and the whole world
Today I am Stevie Hawking, not badly mastered in the abyss
And while you evaporate all the black holes, I seemed to be a lost pair of galaxies
Your eye, Future time history does not seem without them

Without them, I do without them
as if in the abyss, I do not see without them
I, without them, I without them
as if in the abyss, I do not see without them

And if on it all, but no, on the head I would like a comet
Not paying attention to the encyclopedia behind the skull, losing control at the time
Twenty-five meters of complete freedom while Hammerhead
seconds Slow High Hyt, but it's hot blood and not heit

Discharge, Chapman Sunday, Tyson Umci
I will become stronger, bounce this storm inside
Today I am Misha Kutuzov, and Moscow burns
Without battle but not without meaning, risk strategy

Give us some air anything
I'm not only half without you
without you not me but only my roles but
without me and you are only your roles

Give us some air anything
I'm not only half without you
without you not me but only my roles but
without me and you are only your roles