The cat's tongue feels rough in my ear
And sometimes in the morning the truth feels like a lie
You can fall into social porn
But I try to tell the truth and not hold my grudges.
An hour went by quickly, the second went by faster like this,< br/>I wake up at three, I'm already in surgery at five.
No one notices me with a microscope
And in revenge I don't notice a man lying in the street.
I'm not a hero today, I'm a hero of the day
Today my judgments can be harsh
I was born today
And I can certainly be a good person
But today I am not my best.
Under my shirt is the navel around which the world revolves
Where I live and it crawls there
That man from the street in my mind.
My day is going wrong, I won't help you if you choke on your tongue
I feel heavy on other people's feet
Happy birthday , fucking shit.
With the help of a delicate balance
I can dream like that sometimes rarely when I can.
You are the one that gives birth to this back,
This camel is upright now but the worries have hardly won.
I'm sorry, sir, but I can't help now
I'm in a hurry to get home via a couple of Kapakas
I apologize a thousand times, but I can't help now,
Now I just go around the problems from afar.
Staying on the pole is a matter of chance,
But I can sing if it helps.
My conscience is already in bad shape
I'm not bad for anyone, is that healthy?
I left the helpers while the others sat down on his ass,
It's fucked up but only normal
A man with a crooked ear was listening to the country
Even when I came from the bar I was falling in the face
That man is my neighbor, now my bells are ringing,
But the doorbells don't ring at this time anymore.
And tell me you should have rang that little car
But I'm sorry, evil wins.
Death is evil and a sleepy pretty child
And I'm terribly sleepy right now.
You can't hit, I admit it
It doesn't seem like it, but I was born tonight
I'll give you an asphalt sheet, baby, maybe I'll help tomorrow
If you like those stells
I'm so sorry, but now I'm not inclined to help,
Now I'm just going around the problems from afar.
Staying on the pole is a matter of chance,
But I can sing if it helps.
Aamul has to again memories come to mind,
A man comes to mind, he is lying along his length.
The color escapes from my face to my legs,
When I see that our housing association is half-powered.
I fall on my back on my plastic parquet,
I look up at the ceiling and those pictures despise me
But selfishness is in human nature
And this is how bad it feels to be a year older again
I apologize a thousand times but now I can't help,
Now I'm going around the problems but from afar.
Staying on the pole is the trade of chance,
I help through my words
I apologize a thousand times but I am not inclined to help now,
Now I am just circling the problems from afar.
Staying on the pole by chance trade,
But I can sing if it helps.
They say that an average child can face sorrows
But I can only speak from my own point of view
I am nobody, raise your hand or open the door mouth,
I was born on the twenty-sixth of October.

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