��Hey, give yourself a chance to understand that we have nowhere else to runAnd the one who has not sold himself to povertyBut we pay to just breatheDo we have to decide how and what to kill our life for?We spend our lives so that someone would deprive us of what we were able to valueThey will call Zen to what is impossible to buyAnd after that they will sell youWe are all free inside, but knowing your place is just a reason for them to become peopleWe are locked up, and every day you are in a hurry to live in the worldYou have been dead for a long time, and our society is rotting like a fishYou have been dead for a long time, and our society is rotting like a fishEven if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***Even if the ***ing air runs out and we all dieI don't give a ***Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***Even if the ***ing air runs out and we all dieI don't give a ***Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***And how else do we all have a reserved place in the cemetery?I was a kid too, I believed in good and did it conscientiouslyBut an amazing fact, before that, no one caresSo call the road patrol, there seems to be a corpse, he seems to have diedMaybe some god is involved there, or hip-hop, or what to blame there, now everything is fashionableIt seems I saw him, apparently, of course, a complete ***But inside he is absolute evil, I am absolute evilEven if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***Just look what this baby has, an angel of the face, oh my GodWell, so cut me alive, if there is at least the most joke leftBut at least the smallestEven if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***Even if the ***ing air runs out and we all dieI don't give a ***Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go outI don't give a ***Even if the ***ing air runs out and we all dieI don't give a ***I don't give a ***