Every spring, I feel guilty.
Since again I leave my shelty.
Oh no
Oh no
I will start ignore people.
Everyone think I am simple.
No one.
Around me.
When I recall the winter story.
I think that it was so boring.
Clever people, stupid people.
And my thoughts will be deeper.
But now
Look around
It all
Feel the sound
This world
Can bee your
All you need
Choose the door.
Sunlight draws my silhouette.
I already started forget
Snow wind
Cold wind
Empty hands and empty head.
I don't want to understand
Your words
Their words
It's all in principle nothing.
This world is already crashing.
But now
Look around
It all
Feel the sound
This world
Can bee your
All you need
Choose the door.
You say: "feel the sound"
You say: "look around"
I say: "I don't know"
I say: "Let it go"
Слова Макс Сальников
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