Текст песни T.A. Tobby - 6.Конец близок

chorus.
Broadcast from the depths of the earth on criminal areas
From that panton, phantoms will consume to whom
Sitting at home, fishing, prevent a muse with a background
Icon, corners, cartridges, carons are divided into millions

I don't listen to my ears headphones
Power falls into the souls, all foul rolling
Once, the man is the same carcass, no moisture, no sushi
Without thinking about the children of their home life will destroy

A couple of dozen years ago, our heaven cracked
In the eyes of monotonous Azart spiked
The world froze, instant shot in Agonnament
Plots are the same as I am victims of the incendent

1kup.
And time passes, promo-cities
Fries life to you like dove on wires
All love is beautiful, smoke and good
And we have romance with you

Smile wake it remembering
That we natively got out with you
Your smile is more than nice
If love-food, I will be omnivorous

And you don't do quieter, let everyone hear
How do we and you break up the roof today
We still tolerate, in the evening it will cover
Playing on Mount All steel as roots

With great strength weonim in this house
How big jerry offended by Small Tom
Randoma on chrome roar differently
From each other views behind the curtains

You will not quit me, my vintage paradise
This world is corrupt, you hear, do not miss
Think about many things wrapped in plaid
How with feelings melted this white snow

Intro:
Broadcast from the depths of the earth on criminal areas
From that panton, phantoms will consume to whom
Sitting at home, fishing, prevent a muse with a background
Icon, corners, cartridges, carons are divided into millions

chorus:
I don't listen to my ears headphones
Power falls into the souls, all foul rolling
Once, the man is the same carcass, no moisture, no sushi
Without thinking about the children of their home life will destroy

A couple of dozen years ago, our heaven cracked
In the eyes of monotonous Azart spiked
The world froze, instant shot in Agonnament
Plots are the same as I am victims of the incendent

chorus.
Broadcast from the depths of the earth on criminal areas
From that panton, phantoms will consume to whom
Sitting at home, fishing, prevent a muse with a background
Icon, corners, cartridges, carons are divided into millions

I don't listen to my ears headphones
Power falls into the souls, all foul rolling
Once, the man is the same carcass, no moisture, no sushi
Without thinking about the children of their home life will destroy

A couple of dozen years ago, our heaven cracked
In the eyes of monotonous Azart spiked
The world froze, instant shot in Agonnament
Plots are the same as I am victims of the incendent

2kup.
From the books of superfluous unrequited interference
Cats-mouses, stupid people are welded cover
Music blooms to the brain of non-discharge
Once a day, someone like I don't have reason

This cold winter is broken down
Collecting on tape hearts
There are questions, but for some reason there is no answers
Why shoot so many films about the end of the world

Autumn nor when not removing our keys with shoulders
I do not need, I ask it easier
So hot from pain, so cold colitis
Killed by disordering guy god pray

And you try to comply now these riddles
This is a game of life or is a game of hide and seek.
Bursts, calls, cries, persuasions
Then threats, requests, tears, quarrels

And time passes, promo-cities
Fries life to you like dove on wires
All love is beautiful, smoke and good
And we have romance with you

chorus.
Broadcast from the depths of the earth on criminal areas
From that panton, phantoms will consume to whom
Sitting at home, fishing, prevent a muse with a background
Icon, corners, cartridges, carons are divided into millions

I don't listen to my ears headphones
Power falls into the souls, all foul rolling
Once, the man is the same carcass, no moisture, no sushi
Without thinking about the children of their home life will destroy

A couple of dozen years ago, our heaven cracked
In the eyes of monotonous Azart spiked
The world froze, instant shot in Agonnament
Plots are the same as I am victims of the incendent