Текст песни Операция Пластилин - Мама

The euphoria of crisis states
From rehab to monastery
Control in a dirty accordion
So from the bottom I burst out with battles
I'm shoulder to shoulder with the boys
Who became a family, stronger than steel
You said that nobody needs me
But look at the hundreds of people in this room
From point "a" - a dark childhood
Through the hell of teenage depression
To point "b" - where the van takes us
To the club after the autograph session
But there is one who is there all the time
Psychiatrist, angel, girlfriend
And the fact that my bad head is still on my shoulders
This is her merit

[Operation Plasticine]:
How there is no Buddhism without suffering
Bricks without Vasya and Dani
Soviet apartments without trash
So I'm not without you
Mama and Hare Krishna and Hare Rama
Mama and Hare Krishna and Hare Rama
Mama, all your wounds, all your dramas are mine

[Operation Plasticine]:
The euphoria of crisis states
You have already forgotten everything, but I have not
How did you cry in the evenings
And I was lost, returning with flowers
Consistently white chrysanthemums
For my cult, icon, totem
I was a bad boy, yeah
But fall asleep on your lap
This is the highest happiness
When the whole is torn apart
And the ones became zeros
When our best tracks
On the Internet, they hide hu ...
On an endless tour on the track
Between ECB and Tyumen
Two lines in Wotsap will keep me warm
I'm worried, dress warmer

[Operation Plasticine]:
In the next life we ​​will be whales
And falling under the wheels of samsara
The seeds will fly to different places
But I'll find you again
Mama and Hare Krishna and Hare Rama
Mama and Hare Krishna and Hare Rama
Mama and Hare Krishna and Hare Rama
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