Stuck in the corridors of the city like a blood clot
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
Where should the tears go, you’ll shed more than one bucket here?
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
The fool thought it was a game until thunder struck
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
But where is the exit and how can you and I find it?
It's unlikely that anyone here will tell you bro
You won't give us the bounty of life, gnaw it out with your teeth
And let the old woman with the scythe ban us all one day
In this chat, the reload will not be pressed completely
Rewind your life in slow flow mode
Where there are only kaleidoscopes of drunkenness and clearly noticeable
How many days did we have to spend in a black alcohol pit?
In general, they screwed up and convinced themselves that this is how it should be
And in the bushes the pianos played the moonlight sonata
In memory of the departed, but we still have time to catch up
Here is a shizo and a robe, or a barracks with a sword belt
It’s no wonder this choice makes you go crazy
The screws are tightened before you even have time to look back
Where else should you go?
After all, the sheep will be sheared here, it’s all just Watson
Marvelous new digital concentration camp
Awesome innovation
Stuck in the corridors of the city like a blood clot
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
Where should the tears go, you’ll shed more than one bucket here?
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
The fool thought it was a game until thunder struck
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
But where is the exit and how can you and I find it?
It's unlikely that anyone here will tell you bro
I dreamed about how awesome everything could have turned out for us
And as soon as I woke up I wanted to go straight into the coffin
After all, reality slams like a drunken master pear
Working jiu-jitsu techniques on us again
Either it's karma or someone jinxed it and croaked
I read the remark, live in the plot of the remark
Dive hundred points just with your fuck
After all, again consciousness flattens as if under a good brand
The hatches have all been welded long ago, there are fittings on the windows
It is customary to pay in kind for screw-ups and mistakes.
Evil is a caricature, but there is still the same bitter taste in my mouth.
In the risk zone, everyone feels every sign acutely
It's fucked up, it moves at the speed of a locomotive.
And intuitively you close yourself off from negativity
To calm down, take a deep breath
Fuck, where is this exit?
Stuck in the corridors of the city like a blood clot
It’s easier to go straight to the coffin, but I insist this is not an option bro
Where should the tears go, you’ll shed more than one bucket here?
It’s easier to go straight to the grave, but I insist this is not an option bro
The fool thought it was a game until thunder struck
It’s easier to go straight to the grave, but I insist this is not an option bro
Just where is the exit and how can you and I find it?
It's unlikely that anyone here will tell you bro
