Текст песни ATRAIDES - Слышь

Everything’s cool—why the hell are you staring? Rights don't exist around here.
Someone’s bound to tell me how to live, but I’m hardly going to change my ways.
I’m stepping on the same old rakes, yet I’m not scared—not one bit.
Because someone’s always gotta stick their nose where it doesn't belong—I swear to God!
So every day is just a struggle for survival; don't lie and claim that, amidst the crowd,
You actually care about anything other than your own damn problems.
Someone’s playing the saint, but I’m keeping my guard up.
Out here, it’s man against man—bitch, don't trust a soul.
Time will tell who was right, so fuck it—let them talk whatever shit they want.
Now I feel like a tightrope walker, with nothing but the void beneath my feet.
Tomorrow probably won't be any easier; everywhere you look around here,
You see nothing but people ready to unleash the hounds on you for no reason at all.
How do I keep from losing my mind? I don't even want to know these people.
I look like I haven't slept all night—and for good reason: any moment now,
Someone’s going to rat me out—flashing a fake, ear-to-ear grin—asking: "Hey, you're acting kinda off... listen, what the hell is wrong with you?" Take me away—somewhere their claws can't reach.
I'm one of your own through and through, yet they just can't seem to get me—hey.
No matter how well you hide the truth, they'll find everyone and "re-educate" them.
"Hey, listen up—why are you acting so weird? Look over here!"—and who gives a fuck who's actually right? Hey.
I don't believe in fairy tales anymore—or in the idea that things here will ever go back to how they used to be. Hey.
Don't try to teach me; I know perfectly well how to make enemies all on my own.
I'm that same sullen Russian guy—just five minutes away from being officially banned.
Some folks get to ride around in Daddy's Bentley; others get locked up just for sharing a post.
I've offended someone's "feelings" simply by the fact that I haven't dropped dead yet.
Still haven't dropped dead yet—hey.
Hey, hey.
Still haven't dropped dead yet—hey.
Hey, hey.
Still haven't dropped dead yet—hey.
Hey, hey.
Come on, try and lay a hand on me—you're nothing but a dog on a chain.
None of this fazes me; I don't give a damn who you've got backing you up.
I'm standing here alone, and I don't need anyone else to help me make it through.
I'm in no rush; time will reveal who's who.
Come on, try and lay a hand on me—you're nothing but a dog on a chain.
None of this fazes me; I don't give a damn who you've got backing you up.
I'm standing here alone, and I don't need anyone else to help me make it through.
I'm in no rush; time will reveal who's who—hey.
Don't stick your nose where it's not wanted—and screw your questions.
You might be looking for an excuse to start something, but trust me—you won't be able to handle the consequences.
Because no matter how hard you try to believe all the tall tales everyone's spinning...
I only trust what I see with my own eyes—and I don't give a damn about their latest ban.
Watch your head, man—hey.
And don't feed me any bullshit about "success."
I bet you'll be kicking the bucket soon enough—after all, there are so many people around here who've completely lost their minds.
Once again, I'm walking through the crowd like a sitting duck—because I'm neither a gangster nor a cop.
And I don't give a damn. Whoever’s on my tail now—that’s just how I live, even though I wanted things to be different.
Just give me a reason; as for me, I don’t remember a thing.
I’ll play the fool out here in this backwater, this place God forgot.
It’s not hard to count the footsteps echoing down the corridor.
When they finally come for me, I won’t utter another word.
Come on, try and lay a hand on me—you’re just a guard dog.
None of this fazes me; I don’t give a damn who’s with you.
I’m here alone, and I don’t need anyone else to get through this unscathed.
I’m in no rush; time will reveal who’s who.
Come on, try and lay a hand on me—you’re just a guard dog.
None of this fazes me; I don’t give a damn who’s with you.
I’m here alone, and I don’t need anyone else to get through this unscathed.
I’m in no rush; time will reveal who’s who.