Напрасно Было(Cука)
К.-1 Третий день пошел без меня Я остался там, на войне Пуля-дура третьего дня Молча поселилась во мне. Нес меня Серега к своим Дождь рекою в след ему
В свои восемь уже курят сигареты, в грязные порваные вещи одети. Ночуя в подвалах, не чуя материнской ласки, живут как в грязной страшной сказке.
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I'm sick, demented, I came to represent it I rose from the grave, I had a close shave The cops tried to lock me down 'cause the glock they found was stolen
Marques Houston: Trying to get down with you Not trying to hit the town wit you (I'm getting to the point) I got a whip that you can drive Some first
Stepped-of-failure Smashed to reality Choosen way was wrong Won the price You never know Until you've made choice You never know Point of no return
I have lightning If the stars dry out to guide me I have soft clay To knit my bones astride What a miracle they say Dark clouds gather Velvet holes Gaping
Point A to point B, oh I know Lots of points with no points in between, for me So lonely but never alone, I know I'm at my house but I wish that I were
Your temptations are ugly Moving forward by stumbling Breathing in all that we see Holding all that we could be Hold your breath (I feel so alive) Save
I heard a calling From miles beyond the grave What was it saying I could not make out a word Shiver in the cold light And in your troubled mind Darkness
Are you listening, Javelina? Every corner of the coast is still clear All dressed up with some medicine for luck How I hope that you're still here when
Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything Bow down bow down bow down And I'll give you everything that a man could need Everything is there
All the way through the ocean inside The question of why we ended up where we are Found a way to ascend to my mind And change the direction I go in this
It's out of control Out of control And there's nothing I can do now Out of control Out of control Spinning softly through the blue now And look beyond
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The wilted flowers that I gave Not as nice as your bouquet All the lyrics that I wrote Not as smart as the words you spoke The starlight above my hometown
