burroughs

i didn't promise anything

you have all fucking reasons

go away tonight

when i've been truly dying in the pit

you watched me dying with no cry

so take a shot like burroughs's wife

you'll never be forgiven

there's no regrets but hate and heat

i may you leave a right to call

your jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

so take a shot like burroughs's wife

you'll never be forgiven

there's no regrets but hate and heat

i may you leave a right to call

your jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

moi flou na bankakh

slovno endi uorkhol

ia prishiol so dna

imeia nol'

i ia eto pomniu

vsio pravda

khoma

zdes' khet-trik

kak maradona

tak nado

khoma

zdes' tom'

samara

london

menia ne vidno na profil'nykh saitakh

slovno portret simonetty vespuchchi

zdes' budto v street craps -- mnogoe reshaet lish' sluchai

vokrug stol'ko bazara

ia tekhnik v igre

tut nuzhno byt' sil'nym

no esli po faktam

komu zdes' ubrat' menia

faktov tak malo

kak u meek milly

ia proplyvaiu panel'ki

khot' i v karmane netu aifona

ot tsentrov do okrain priamikom s samoliota

nakonets-to ia doma

dvadtsat' chetyre na sem' my ishachim

chtoby ne chuvstvovat' golod

stil' tochno ne pukh

a pero

otpravliaiu problemy vse priamikom k chiortu

ty znaesh'

kto my

kak google

syna

vse khotiat kusok i tianut ruki

syna

sud'ba vsio tak zhe nas krutit

syna

mne pokhui

kto tvoi jesus

zdes' gorod boga

vidish'?

so take a shot like burroughs's wife

you'll never be forgiven

there's no regrets but hate and heat

i may you leave a right to call

your jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

so take a shot like burroughs's wife

you'll never be forgiven

there's no regrets but hate and heat

i may you leave a right to call

your jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

you call him jesus

ia tam

gde polumrak

dobro slivaem s khodu v bak

i zavtra zaberiom eshchio

i eto uzhe striomnyi znak

dver' otkryvaiu lish' na dva zvonka

stress probiraet do pozvonka

i kak siuda nas tol'ko zaneslo?

dym valit iz okna

vse eti liudi v koridore

ia ne pomniu imena

no eti liudi s nami v dole

zalipaiu v novyi trek i bryzzhu krov'iu na tetrad'

na tvoiu bol' im poebat'

tut variantov more

nado plyt' s akulami

naturu ne skroesh'

dazhe sotniu tatu nabiv

a etim ubliudkam i ne ostavili mesta

tak chto sam molodets

oni na nas postavili krest

my s zakonami

ty v svoiom ume? esli u menia konflikt

to ne na forume

ia zasypaiu s mysl'iu: chto podkinet novyi den'?" -- i prosypaius' tam