The Tart Evening

In my bed alone
Marijuana beckons, I try to deny it
but she plays with my subconscious
and I know I'll be with her again
here with the windows in my area
constantly so the stench
firm Drapeau, marijuana does not start in my peace
Sticky front of the TV at home, do you want with me?
I do not know when I will let his head
I like someone else in the world, but this world is so familiar to me
I know all the roads, I know all the tricks
us it is difficult to separate, we are familiar with it over the years
my friends and I hammered, lights, omit,
underwater smoke increases with our music fells
(Red-eye with the jamb and smoke imposed in tinting car, call us back lights, the music plays, debris, Galimov alignment, training tomorrow, you do not palishsya? Who said so) 2p
from one to two, these are my thoughts aloud
smoothly morning comes, slow smoldering around
your Pats, coming and breaking out of ignorance
stuck under your recognition, recognize me
evening or night, I do not mind smoke again
suffocate from lack of effort and a lot of smoke blue
the meaning of life merged fucking scored on motives
characters are not reversible
here on the area we
seen from the eyes of all, they do not hide the truth understand
to use or sell, to live or retire
live to be old and not understand all the charm of the essence
I'm not ready, and you? (with red eyes and cant smoke imposed in tinting car, call us back lights, the music plays, debris, Galimov alignment, training tomorrow, you do not palishsya? Who said so) 2p