Текст песни E.I.A. - Симптом Феникса

Whipped people like an apple from Jobs
It seems cute, and inconvenience
someone looks at the bottom of them
And someone just put on these curves
There is nothing saint on these faces
You look at below, and I am a stupid
As if your gaze is floating in a gray veil
And I scream again without pink glasses!
Your war in the country is very fablel
The war of society - genocide certainly.
You burn in our atmosphere as if your thoughts
Finish burn, in the system is not mine.
You are all subject to, old dangerous cards
Not bibiing under the oppression, soon new starts
Soon new moments, you are waiting for pain
Do not forget the guy, and do not forget the role
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Fenix ​​symptom
Someone is infused
Grief in the atmosphere do not believe you
That Nispolsan to the ground in order to meet ....
With fate will meet
With fate will meet