Текст песни Арс Амосов - Энтропия

I do not see life in the counter
In subway crossings and trains.
As if the task is to be unnoticed
As if they left their insides at home.
I don't see feelings, just cold
From which blows metal
I do not distinguish between those who are young,
As if everyone had grown old at once.
Our life is in a dystopia of meaning
Where trams are livelier than passers-by,
Where the price of our life falls.
Consume, buy what is more expensive!
We float on radar waves
Communication towers and TV towers,
We want it unclear what at once,
We patch roofs with holes in the rain.

We forgot about something important
Native, forgotten in the bustle,
We think about what they say about us,
Feeding yourself with unfinished wine.
Radars looking for trouble
There is only white noise on the screens
We cherish and cherish manners,
Staying in the infinity of thoughts.
A day like yesterday is like tomorrow
Tomorrow looks like a year ago.
We collect things, but there are few of them,
In the lives of strangers, we seek excitement.
Attempts to escape are hitting by
We're changing looking for style
But all we can do is
This is to create entropy