Текст песни Аналогия бытия - На повторе

The same morning the same person
The same routes
One and the same duration
The same grandmother
The same icon the same penny
The same gray and the same insignia
Outside the door he fuck her
Moans on repeat
Like today
In addition to Sunday or Saturday
If robots or bots
Any city like Gotham
Everything on repeat , all on repeat
The same goals Javier Pastoret
Do not take out the trash
At the entrance nablevala
The same person on the TV screen
The same poison same pharmacists
We look at all this through the prism illusion
There are cars , traffic lights at the crossroads
First red, then yellow and the green
And he was behind the wheel of the blue , the gas in the floor
And she was on the white flew
Is not the first
Only show route followers
Cleaners work and gave investigators
And this implies that the
Yes fucking
All on repeat and repeat everything in
Pizdesh that the mind grief
Everyone in the theater of life roles
Exemplary wife , whore , and her husband a hero
Or drunk uёbok , a good father
A bed full zero
We all mountain , stay longer in the queue
buyers
Who stood yesterday
And they will be tomorrow
Tea and a sandwich - your breakfast
And you know it
Every day is the same
Only the weather changes
A still
The same problems and the same rates
Those cars same athletes
Those passersby without emotion
No differences from animals
Only the concept of society
Clothing and technology
We pass by each other
Its music in your ears, your worries
All silently on one channel
River , or rather the cycle
Which we walked back and lead
From which started in the morning
From home, from a friend or friends
All on repeat and repeat everything in
On one carousel one circle
Cut the thread of the feet and hands
Get away from her puppeteer
Tie them to his dick
Let it pulls
Get off the ride
Change your diet diet
We are all creatures and all lepers
Burn life is not in vain
Be a man even
Live with dignity
Do not be by a fag purulent
Do not repeat the mistakes of fools
That they rule our country
That millions of rowing
With our taxes
Kill a taxpayer
Kill the belief that you are God
Difficult for them to be
Everything here is on replay
Maintains its not the ideas of others
Beat the first and the exact center
Do not be a part in the Group
What would you say to her grandson at the end of life
That everything on repeat all on repeat
And he also says his descendant
Drink tea with a sandwich
And go to work
By the same passers
With persons zombies
He also born and just finish