Lyrics Проект Увечье - Голограммы

I never yuzal speed, did not sing odes Perun
A ban then, as in the stands rune Óðal ?
Tony Stark ? - Nope, iron man like Bismarck Otto
Beads of sweat , slang such that aback at PROMT

In the crowd mooing as thrombus in the capillaries Ander
Hunter Thompson , Fear and Loathing in my contour maps
Proud profile of those in the hydra sword, planted on pommel
Do not know? Well , I'll be rich, then style bodigardov :

Shoes with a cardigan - no wheeled me prefer sportivki
Under three millimeters head - there is almost a detective fucking
Our tracks listening , shaking his head against operative
And fuck , the player in the ears , my mood - meditation

Juli not read repachok you , it's pretty simple
Dose rhymes decorate songs, for the disaffected - prose
Your Privolny image formed the basis of a frivolous opus
And already see - you were called for a tour of the area

There doing the right things used propaganda
Decried the stage to fans narkoveschestv
Slabat album three and fuck would seemingly disappeared
Dissolved in a whirlwind days of gray creatures

Would bore you with reasonable and evil , cursed and denounced
Would be kind and sweet, but ran out of compliments limit
All Che is in the shower - Teen appreciate this stake - nod
Just do not blame - well , think of it , I forgot your nickname

I used reserved seat waiting stink and basement club
Fifteen people on the tickets , I would lean heavily repak
In the swirling void, then would spit fuck ,
Burned and the ashes of a handful of text to let the wind literally

Doubts attacked as the anvil
Pounding the eternal questions , brother , Come on, let's get out
Away from the hackneyed themes of these battered bodies
Who stupidity immunity ebites in the mouth with his Navalny

Only a couple of tracks for the KB I used gave more noise
Than both the album put together, well I should
Huckster look in the eyes of forum mandavoshek
And with sales of T-shirts I shall buy a cottage and SUV

Here it is - not glutted himself an atheist , with a bandaged head off
Looking out the window , ready to heat, cat somewhere muddies with cats
Ready to write the third EP before it's sickening
A campaign will be very soon - call the ambulance

Will not help you Ozhegova dictionary , in the wilds of lines
Bounce feathers, granite ground off my problems
There is life , then from night to morning notebook Mara handwriting
All the same taxi to whisk area late at night

Chorus x2
Deposits rap on the screw - in fact feces program
From concerts by city go hologram
You waited grievous bodily -2 ? - I is not likely to give you
To guess what will happen , too few data