Текст песни Тбили - Передоз 2

While the era of wide-eyed clowns
The area is sleeping, but it never sleeps, remember.
There, on white roads - transparent smoke,
But it's never too late to die young ...
City of fucking AIDS psychos
An echo of silent screams, from the facial expressions of the faceless.
I'm stuck here, in this ridiculous last one,
Where they won't call you to your death ...
You are just a moment, a cry made of nerves
I do not even know when we are destined to die.
One cartridge, put it in yourself in front of the mirror
And watch your death online ...