Текст песни Padla Bear Outfit - соц и ум

society society
Give yourself to me serving
escape to the forest does not happen
there is no place for me

when a person is tired of going to the disco
there in the darkness and the noise I read Nietzsche
Nietzsche would get and when I'm going to marry
and teleyumoristy will amuse me
Tamerlane outdated Joan of Arc burned all
I grew up not from his overcoat but crimson jacket
I'm not hysterical , I rather practical
the heat of the sun would prefer the warmth of their town

society society give me the portion of honey
oh, it stretches my severed arm