КРИСТАЛ ХИМКИ - ТРОТУАРЫ - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Ay

Just like everyone else, just like everyone else

Just like everyone else, ah, just like everyone else

Just like everyone else, alarm clock every day

Morning - entrance, evening - bed

Autumn - pastel, hastily jacket

Smoke from the mouth, let me crawl away

Just like everyone else I want to leave a mark

The voice from cassettes is not for aesthetes

Gray skies wherever I am

Ashes of past victories in your hair

Same as everyone else, no choice - carousel

New ban, remember the answers

Check the box correctly, be afraid of the skeletons in the closet

And don’t fuck around, because they’ll find you

Friend Brutus, brother enemy

How everyone is the same

And let it be, if so

Yes, we need more

Starting from pole - F1 racer

It smells like shit in here, my nose is like a hound's

Ay, just like everyone else, just like everyone else

Same as everyone else, just like everyone else

Just like everyone else, just like everyone else

I'm boiling, the roof is whistling, the roof is not in order

All my boys stay beastie They play hide and seek

I want that smoke, everything is on fire Smoke, everything is on fire

This weight is pulling me to the ground

I run along the sidewalks like a knife

I'm running along the sidewalks Somewhere in between

I'm running along the sidewalks, all this noise

I don't bring out all this light

I have all day to bleed

Squeeze the sweat to hit the jackpot, let it go

Hunger does not regret, does not wait

Don't give a fuck about the minimum wage, I'm in focus like a Ford, word

Zigzag out of fucked up

Give your pacifier back to kindergarten

So much talk and without a face, mm

Not without tears, Moscow

You can't do it with us, but

My eyes are closed, but I see right through

The driver has a stocked dekha, 5 stars

Crumbs of reagents under the tires

Burnt three-ruble note, and faces of presidents

This is the day for change

For you I am deaf and dumb

The sidewalks are carpeted

Hand reminds run run

I’ll figure out where later. Whatchu run from

Damn, I explain one thing to you, you tell me something else. No, this is wrong. Damn, well, maybe I know better?I don't give a fuck at all, yeah, kind of

I'm boiling, the roof is whistling, the roof is not in order

All my boys stay beastie They play hide and seek

I want that smoke, everything is on fire Smoke, everything is on fire

This weight is pulling me to the ground

I run along the sidewalks like a knife

I'm running along the sidewalks Somewhere in between

I'm running along the sidewalks, all this noise

I don't bring out all this light