Текст песни 7000 штук баксов feat. Louna - Дедлайн

One two. Our turn
Three four. Is coming
Three Four Five Six
Who managed to eat whom?
Who managed to sit where?
Who to eat where to climb
Seven and eight it is
Nine Ten Your Honor.
Well, well, well, the circle is wider
Who is our enemy who is our friend
With whom work with whom leisure
Among males and bitches?
Who chops the branch under us?
Who is worthy of hellish torment?
How sometimes frightens suddenly
The world around

There will be a day and dogs
Rabid pack
Sign up to the sky with barking
And the edge of Pandora's box will open
Then we will see the true deadline.

One Two. I want to
Three four. I'm crying.
Five. Six. I can handle everything.
Out side? Go to the doctor!
Not a format? Red light
Red light no road
If weak, fly into a ditch
Seven and eight for a hundred years.
We fly as best we can
Spraying on the clock
Time trouble tears our nerves
What kind of power is carrying us?
But backward or forward
Everyone knows where to rush?
Nine ten.
Our turn has come.

There will be a day and dogs
Rabid pack
Sign up to the sky with barking
And the edge of Pandora's box will open
Then we will see the true deadline.

There will be a day when
The disputes will subside in a moment.
When all our barking and barking ends
And the edge of Pandora's box will close
So which of us will cross the deadline?
Deadline