Lyrics sasha sar - вуд стори

Breaking into a cake on a stone
it will not even be a little easier
Gl over the light attempts to treat
My speeches for the soul is like a shroud
The last time would have gone on the way, I have already gone
But I'm standing, I'm afraid to take the first step
Stay is not an option
the earth under the feet is crumble
Opening the passage to hell
Drings the head, already the sky in the eyes
how when he fell from a tree to his back
in distant childhood and lost consciousness
A friend saved me, and my friends laughed
Even earlier he broke his nose without seeing the steps
I was not at all for five minutes
All I remember is like an old carpet
Removes the skin on the nose and forehead
was stupid, always opened everything
stayed in fools, but believed his grandmother
She taught to love people
And help
Each passerby in the spirit of pioneers
But everyone just mocked and spoiled the nerves
At home he was afraid that my mother's screams on me
turn into monsters and eat like an animal
hid under the table and built fortresses
traveled throughout the universe
and dreamed of becoming a man cyborg
correct, but without any feelings
so as not to be disappointed in people
He threw paper aircraft into the chandelier
and melted the cover with a table lamp
revived his fingers, but did not show anyone
hid the rap cassethe, considered them shameful
Like my birth time in the evening
I wanted to be born early in the morning
for life to start with sunrise
But the father was not up to it, but the artist
now a loser and a dull guard
Put him in jail, he stole his family
stole my happy childhood and father
hypocrisy immediately showed me who the king
with the first sip of tired air
which slowly rotted in the ward
I dressed the armor of silence like a bespectacled manner
The raven and their evil croaking was afraid
The horror of the unknown lived in their beaks
left his body, was immortal
measured the distance to Moscow on the Atlas
planned a trip around the world
admiring the Phoenicians and Vikings
Fucking the film about Godzilu and King Kong
Therefore, could not become Hitler
but loved Charlie Chaplin and Mr. Bin
played a mummy, wrapped a dog into a bandage
Once she scared to half death
jumping in the dark from the corridor
I looked at the telescope in search of UFOs
dreamed of Super Sile and become an astronaut
Find Atlantis
Get to know Namo
become a secret agent or dancer
worry the minds of people like Michael Jackson
and throw in the ring like Michael Jordan
be the youngest child from Jetson
become an order of magnitude higher like Jason Bourne
loved the sky more than anything else
Like now too wind
But I am pointlessly saving time
Always in a hurry and always late
sculpted statues of yellow clay
Hidth the red flag on the street
by accidenting a holiday in the village
I watched the fish frolic in the river
letting the circles on the water with their backs
was stupid as wooden Pinokio
for which everyone was kicking unwell
painted a picture where he ran away from the world
I hate people because they are not
Only crowds, crowds, crowds, crowds, crowds
Sorry, although Pinokio but I drowned

In a dream he fought with a height
falling from the thirteenth floor
But he woke up in time
although I remember what I felt with a cheek asphalt
there is only falsehood and falsification around
everything for yourself
Excessive egoism
I was not expelled
I kicked myself out
This world is disgusted to me
I hang on the heart of weights
so diligently, I will close the denser door
I will hide behind the curtains
And the storm will begin in my head