Singer: Loc-Dog. Page 5

Among the passers-by to speak, and answering dim views...

You keep warm there's a chance you take.
Don't cry, and just go for it.

In my pages there was a lot of gentle words,
Now they are not, words have less.
After all, it is necessary to preserve the word order at the right time
To do happy the favourite of women.

Hey, people, my hands in the air is enough in an attempt to survive
Stupid feet have trodden the threshold of moving frostbitten
I myself have not I, but I believe in miracles
If they were with me, laughing,
Never going to live differently
Neither one of you don't know me,
To see if I pay...

And to whine and to wait, not too intelligently,
so let's sit back-smoke.

And if from the garden I knew you
We would have married, I answer, I answer.

I'm on the last floor
Sitting and waiting for their spring,
Sometimes smiling and singing...
Have no worried, I know that soon she will come
If the waves leave, not drowning and all...
Here on the top floor
No matter how many years have passed, no matter how much ahead of time,
Sit and wait for me downstairs, I'm already over my ass
Apparently I'm not right, but you sit and wait...

I like you can't imagine
Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes,
I'm the crazy guy here!
Packed, so educated, baby, you're paralyzed, feeling my daring perfume!

Don't worry about it, throw in my items
Two of us here - do not tear.
Enough to play this game with my nerves -
Secrets not his to tell and kill.

I make it a principle, a rule loud:
If th to begin, be sure to go far.

Are you going to stay like this forever
So cruel and at the same time, perfect?
You don't change, you're always in that role
I know only your name and nothing else.

It's not my fault, I was just a crackhead from the street nearby...

And I suddenly drop everything in the middle of the day
Rush you seek and I'll find you.

And all through life had something to depend on
When the jumper gets stuck in a slow suicide.