Time to Change

Gleam in his eyes against on about my drug
I like a dart flying , but I hit the target
days of the week , swing , unnecessary anabolic
not relieve the pain , just for fun
while you sleep I fly so high
but I know you will forgive my flights for all
and in the dream and in reality the fate of all agreed
for a long time and such a change does not make sense
nineteen years , the wind in the head
lave in the air , learn to breathe quickly
warm me up , and then kill , whether by brazenly
if I get used to it , leave, closing the door behind
Do not believe , do not fear , do not ask , have room to grow
I'm sorry for the fact that it takes too much effort
never loved you understand it
remember today , tomorrow I 've forgotten

Rubbed his eyes , got up in the morning
bought passions , cry of the soul to the floor sheet
nacherkal , sincerity is my hell
how to make me that all was not just
tired of the emptiness in the minds of other
podzaebalsya on trash eblom stick
wherever it was not necessary ,
and chi said that is not clean ,
and I do not believe that's a fool
ambassadors, as a sign that it is high time
lifted from the bottom of that cargo that was given to us
Look into my eyes , make itself
is sincerity , believe me, I did not lie here

This can not go on more
plus I'm in the trash , but frostbitten , but fuck the weather
even if the broken intercom systems codes
I will break the wind that has infiltrated our city
cold hands with a knife to her throat ,
and you're still waiting for me back home
you - charge, I was blown up , blown up by m7 , transport bezpontovy