Текст песни отпуск в сентябре - Трафарет

There is a conflict, but there is a war,
What is always done to the end,
What is always done on slaughter -
I declare war with you.
I hate people like you:
With the face of the traitor, naive spaced.
Consider the world belongs to you
And your friends, but it is not.

Not enough evil.
I would not live your life and day.
Beautiful world for beautiful people -
I am a background, the lowest variety, but you
Pay for your comfort.
Your sincerity is the goods.
The taste of perfection corps enamel.
Only boredom and plastic circle.
You are a template, day after day
I will repeat one one.

In the mirror look, and there is no one.

I will not leave the reasons for you to live:
Woom your budget sedan,
Conside the dog in a broken glass,
And then your revenge breaks
righteous such fire.
In front of his family
You will play me on the asphalt face,
Grabbing the scalp, but in response
I will say that we are with you one stencil.

(You are shit, I am shit. There is no future.
You are rubbish, I'm rubbish. There is no future.)