Hey, give yourself a chance to understand that we have nowhere else to run
And the one who has not sold himself to poverty
But we pay to just breathe
Do 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 value
They will call Zen to what is impossible to buy
And after that they will sell you
We are all free inside, but knowing your place is just a reason for them to become people
We are locked up, and every day you are in a hurry to live in the world
You have been dead for a long time, and our society is rotting like a fish
You have been dead for a long time, and our society is rotting like a fish
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I don't give a *
Even if the * air runs out and we all die
I don't give a *
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I don't give a *
Even if the * air runs out and we all die
I don't give a *
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I 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 conscientiously
But an amazing fact, before that, no one cares
So call the road patrol, there seems to be a corpse, he seems to have died
Maybe some god is involved there, or hip-hop, or what to blame there, now everything is fashionable
It seems I saw him, apparently, of course, a complete *
But inside he is absolute evil, I am absolute evil
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I don't give a *
Just look what this baby has, an angel of the face, oh my God
Well, so cut me alive, if there is at least the most joke left
But at least the smallest
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I don't give a *
Even if the * air runs out and we all die
I don't give a *
Even if tomorrow the sun goes down and the stars go out
I don't give a *
Even if the * air runs out and we all die
I don't give a *
I don't give a *