Текст песни LM - три высотки demo

My lyrics are high-rises, there are three of them
On each sit under their faces
Not love, not dope, not my opera
City, thoughts and dreams, everyone saw it here
Boy, after a party, before a hangover, pratrating
Chunks of your life like a brothel

A!

All life is a struggle. Everyone is smart in someone else's misfortune.
But the trouble of many is consolation.
Already not like everyone else, I don’t know for the truth
And in the skull all knowledge is lost
I myself wiped the jeans on the benches,
Having fun with these are not up to the stewardesses.

A!

People go to them for treatment.
See psychiatrist approval there
Envy the dog, start a new life
But they don’t understand what they find.
The whole thread, they go crazy, do not suspect
What, in each other's dreams swam