Текст песни 4.Napasoff - Откровенно

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I was looking for myself in the world, which became corruptible for us
true, it was not me, I'm a prisoner of captivity
my body on the pavement with chalk outline

harmful, to write about the world that you are my poison
which put in a series of simple pain to children
my brother, tried to believe in miracles, I was thrown
in the chamber with plaster and pain, I believe God will help us

I hawala your jealousy, and other insults
but I give a damn about your world, my soul killed
we were two inseparable, two slices of life
and what is now left in this Antarctica

Faith loved me, all crying waiting
I hope somewhere deep down quietly slept
so I also should love spat at me
no chance to leave the poet, among the audience

chorus:
give a piece of my life, I rub,
his in him and yourself, everything else will burn
why so joke heavens above us
Give a piece of life, under these clouds