Текст песни ММ - боевая песня
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Nothing suffocates you more than the passing of everyday human events Isolation is the oxygen mask you make your children breath into survive But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're going to scar your minds fight, fight, fight, fight You'll never grow up to be a big- rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame They'll just cut our wrists like cheap coupons and say that death was on sale today And when we were good you just closed you eyes So when we are bad we're scar your minds But I'm not a slave to a god that doesn't exist But I'm not a slave to world that doesn't give a shit the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy the death of one is a tragedy but death of a million is just a statistic (CHORUS) fight, fight, fight, fight Боевая песня Ничто не удушает тебя больше, чем Рутина повседневной жизни А одиночество — это кислородная маска, через которую ты заставляешь Своих детей дышать, чтобы выжить Но я не раб бога Которого не существует И я не раб мира Которому насрать на меня Ведь когда мы были хорошими Вы просто закрывали глаза Поэтому когда мы станем плохими Мы исполосуем ваши умы Бейся × n Ты никогда не дорастешь до того, чтобы стать большой-рок-звездой-знаменитой-жертвой-своей-славы Они просто вскроют нам вены, будто Вырежут купоны co скидками, и скажут, что смерть Была сегодня на распродаже Ведь когда мы были хорошими Вы просто закрывали глаза Поэтому когда мы станем плохими Мы исполосуем ваши умы Но я не раб бога Которого не существует И я не раб мира Которому насрать на меня Смерть одного — это трагедия × 3 Смерть же миллионов — всего лишь статистика Но я не раб бога Которого не существует И я не раб мира Которому насрать на меня Бейся × n Смотрите также:Все тексты ММ >>> |
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Nothing suffocates you more than
the passing of everyday human events
Isolation is the oxygen mask you make
your children breath into survive
But I'm not a slave to a god
that does not exist
But I'm not a slave to world
that does not give a shit
And when we were good
you just closed you eyes
So when we are bad
we're going to scar your minds
fight, fight, fight, fight
You'll never grow up to be a big-
rock-star-celebrated-victim-of-your-fame
They'll just cut our wrists like
cheap coupons and say that death
was on sale today
And when we were good
you just closed you eyes
So when we are bad
we're scar your minds
But I'm not a slave to a god
that does not exist
But I'm not a slave to world
that does not give a shit
the death of one is a tragedy
the death of one is a tragedy
the death of one is a tragedy
but death of a million is just a statistic
(CHORUS)
fight, fight, fight, fight
fight song
Nothing suffocates you more than
Routine of everyday life
And loneliness - is an oxygen mask through which you make
Their children to breathe in order to survive
But I am not a servant of God
Which does not exist
And I'm not a slave to the world
Who shit on me
After all, when we were good
You just turn a blind eye
Therefore, when we become poor
We ispolosuem your minds
Beysya × n
You never dorastesh up to be a big rock star , famous victim - its - glory
They just vskroyut us vein , if
Cut out coupons co discounts , and say that death
Was now on sale
After all, when we were good
You just turn a blind eye
Therefore, when we become poor
We ispolosuem your minds
But I am not a servant of God
Which does not exist
And I'm not a slave to the world
Who shit on me
The death of one - it is a tragedy × 3
The death of millions is - just Statistics
But I am not a servant of God
Which does not exist
And I'm not a slave to the world
Who shit on me
Beysya × n
