Songteksten

There are some yellow leaves left on the birch trees.
An amber light sneaks through the gloomy clouds.
A tired light beam shines the mighty stone cliffs.
And follows trains right to the mystic Sounds.
It tries to reach the thoughtfullness that blossom,
and casts his grumpy shadow just on me.
And everything is kinda really awesome,
But feels just like a fucking piece of shit!
The further hour weather is so foggy
and in the mist i spot some vague objects:
an eagle drawned cool by the vibes of groggy,
sunflowers on the table with insects.
I have no thoughts except exactly foresome!
it\'s in my head and makes me really sick:
Well everything is kinda really awesome
But it is feel like dicking piece of shit!
I\'m half asleep but understand this clearly
although it\'s not so hard to piss me off
The world\'s concept is maybe slightly different
From bath of sun and drinking wine a Lot
So, riding 2023 opossums,
The Friday\'s motto came into my mind:
i know for sure it\'s gonna be quite awesome, 
it\'s sad but true that now it\'s 
Bullshit times!
Written by: Ададуров Александр Сергеевич
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