Lyrics Крек - В замочной скважине

When he had just begun to live in the womb
The children were already two, it is clear - that there is no infertility
Listens to the night, does not fall asleep daughter of the bandit knows
About the first stage of AIDS ...
Inside, the voice is hoarse, the brother is asleep,
Glue him a sticker on the forehead
Evil instinct,
Somewhere in a couple of years,
In my mother's genes, a hyena is born in the night battles ...
Gathering the laundry, leaving the door closed
And in the courtyard was already April,
Again, cotton feet, why the ambulance ...
What kind of city and this world is not yours at all, Mom ...
Running away ... because you're a bad friend,
The son needed the warmth of your cold hands
Shivering fingers, do not touch your cheeks!
In your palms, winter washed your feet ...
She was sitting there like something silly underwear from the market
Studying the styles of the German links ...
In the keyhole, a new dad,
Gave the teddy bears thrown to the floor ...
But my son did not take ... it's weird ...
He did not have enough heat
Under the bitter sounds of a guitar,
Then the children burned the memory to ashes
Absorbing Orthodoxy and the rules of good evil ...
How can you laugh out of these gray days
And he clenched his fists even harder
Swore as if he would kill all the lovers of my mother
But there is no will of her ...
The ice melts smoothly ...
Then there were other fathers, so passionate ...
Children saw everything in the keyhole
Pushing each other looked,
After all, my mother became happy,
It seemed really ...