Текст песни Марафон 15 - Максимализм

You beat people
You didn't beat people for nothing, just like that
For ideas
Acted like an asshole for stupid ideas
There's so much shit in the world but you don't give a damn
You made yourself shit, but you don't understand.

Death of children
Hunger, war, but you don't give a fuck
For ideas
You can close your eyes to this
You are drunk again and you have courage and anger again
In a young man, maximalism is sometimes just delirium

Someday you will understand that you were wrong, that you were a pig
After all, the years make their own
Someday you will know the insults themselves, crying and moaning of people
You will understand that your ideas are not there.

Musar power
Quickly and faithfully devours the people
Brainwashing
Politician cums open his mouth
You close your eyes, you are not alone
Life is yours: vodka, grass, and then heroin.

Believe me, sometimes I am just not myself
And there are no thoughts in my head
But I try to be stronger and take a step against the wind
I will always do this.

When your years pass, you may understand, or maybe not
What did you spend so many years on
You will continue to fight and drink and to your surprise
Nobody needs you.