Текст песни Синдром Шиза - Game Over

How is it difficult to live when there is no strength
Have to go anyway, without effort
The wind on the street foliage was wary
When he saw the son of Batya, nothing asked

Happening hard, breath and exhalation second tightening
Old Dage, correcting the cap twice
Said son life seems hard
Do exhale and put the face to an important

Your life is not a game
In which he pressed a pause, you lost the final
Aware that you are more important
Mountains of Bubl, or people's views
Knowing words

Put on myself, and get out of this horse
After all, in your eyes, the world is this darkness
Choose what you have a pightra
And not in the morning, driving the needle

Pock Point Ru, I'm not lying to you
And just say something constantly carry
Probably correct promise I send
I stop this game.

I stop this game, your error
Life is not mine, knowing the way, choose them
And follow there, and with life do not joke
When two trunks are substive to temple