Mom taught to sew me
At the same time he taught how to live, the other day.
Dad told later yet
What is bad, normal and good.
Here, how did Teachers come here,
Until now, all your ears hurt.
And so, at work a thick boss
Every day the brain rapes me.
And it was dyed in life from the very beginning:
We are not sick, and they are treated. Nobody called, but?
The diagnosis does not put, but immediately pressing the faith.
I have a wild attack of misantropy, for example.
Says, bitch, clearly, worries bread.
The effect of this: "This is Cho, Garik Sukachev is now waters dubstep?"
We are divided by the Berlin and Chinese Walls.
Understand your generation is deeply generated.
And in the air hangs.
Deep generated!
Do not be afraid, do not ask!
Deep generated!
You do not change us,
We do not die while we are waiting for change, and
We will not ask.
My generation is all knee-deep.
Lena and dasha first grade. And figs?
They would have a bow, and you, fucking, how the rake is thrown into the Bible.
You need people without ideas, a zombie clone ...
Hey, hands away from us, children! Hey, Leave US Kids Alone!
Do not understand and not say in response
Endless, medieval nonsense.
Clounade of dead ghosts,
Cloon Hell at the height of generations.
And in the air hangs:
"Do not be afraid, do not ask!"
Incomprehensible, phonemes, topics, schemes.
We will find a way out of your system.
Do not believe and do not ask!
Fairy tales-excuses, Ole Lukae and all that.
Yes, yes, and we love you, leave us alone!
You do not change us,
We do not die while we are waiting for change, and
We will not ask.
My generation is all knee-deep.