Текст песни снег - привет из россии

Greetings from Russia
from where everyone shit on us
where they put on us
Greetings from Russia
where sirens keep buzzing
and we asked
about imminent death
through cremation
or from artificial asphyxia
god is not omnipotent
under joy division
but where is the messiah
with tumblr girl
and anorexia
with entries
spice
and tussine
on tusy
sad whiny teens
cut hands
you would die of boredom
and I would wake up
you would like more tracks
more sadness

Greetings from Russia
from the third world
portals under feet
we were hanging out with gash
autumn leaves
grease a grin
on the picture
smiles but who is there?
vomiting boys
girls
children
and gopniks
the past is torn
in two
lie down dead
and fall asleep from fatigue
how tired
feel sorry for
if we are a tumor
cut us out
not left
on the benches in the cathedral
and in essence
personal growth has long been sent fuck
if only they are stronger
wash down your grief
they just cry
on the block
in the name of the king and the people
but who are we
we are basically everything
single since birth
in the land of servile
half-plants
abstract frames,
sad boys
all daddy's money is spent on drink at night
factories are
buried in the ground
we are all in the cemetery
right from birth
the sheets will fall off
from notebook to basket
I will display the lines
out of the heart
everything is the same, everything is the same
all the same all the same
we live, trusting,
which is much "worse"