Текст песни Женя Hawk - 16 проблем

all thoughts left me as if the inhabitants of Pripyat
only two ideas remained: smoke or drink
battle two-story building, second round to me the ceiling
I want to be in the third, but I can't see a ticket in the sky

I'm "nameless" just like a drawing from Paint
and I will not be the first like in football Spain
participation in the battle is like a closet from the room to me, it will come out sideways
I will not reach the heights and become me the one who saw God

because I am not Kostya Khabensky, and I will not get out of the gloom
as neighbors in the country throw stones into my garden, you are here
I'm like assassin kennedy, people don't know my name and nickname
they will extinguish the candles here, even though I'm not a birthday boy at all

I’m not phenomenal, and don’t blame me, I won’t make it to the final, not even to the winamp
apparently invisibly people like me here, I am not given to be even the fifth
and every line of writing was a problem for me here
and I will not be allowed into the third, like the ball into the goal Jens Lehmann
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There is not even a word on the topic in my verse
On the crown of the head, the battle task hits me again
Divided into pairs all after the second
there will be, but I am not given to pass this road here