Текст песни Н.В.Д. feat. ArtИ - Чёрно-Белый Город

Who else was on a sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute his chest for the dying people
You are in bulk or choose one of two roads

Rumors convey to the heart on the walls of our memory
We press all the way but surrounded us spikes
Demolition tower stone more victories louder viewers
From the streets reflected our contempt thunder
Prize suspicious prepares urban white stripes will not
Press weighs emptiness pocket yield his dream present
Lead having put up the temple issue does not decide the outcome
The lust of the eye breaks is a childhood dream of fashion
We are the builders of his happiness not only given us an hour
Rubbing shoulders of the entrances to the dreams of private housing
Broken lives say our fate will sold
We are the architects of roads but far from the homeland
Against us myzhe themselves instead of trees weed sadim
Truth spam in your ears tell everyone I'm right? Are you with us!
Among the various buildings we leave the handwriting on the wall
You live without losing the sense of faith is all bad for us to believe

Who else was on a sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute his chest for the dying people
You are in bulk or choose one of two roads

Our lives are only two stations,
And we ought to try to get our way was not short.
We are not taught to live, fate has broken road.
And in order to destroy it to the end, we ourselves hurry.
Boxes, grobim.Staraemsya appear higher.
But few of us are left to the people.
Either you are already a zhostky under control.
Those who died in the mines of Donbass, we remember you.
In quotes & quot; Privacy & quot; Only the end of the beginning.
Remote facts chronicle lot molachala.
Cherishing all that cheap, scoring on abandoned loudly values
It is better money and corruption, than of stone faith chain wear
Above his head hung debt problems, everything from laziness
Empty living the days of his way back you will not be abolished.
In the city that raskashen only in black white.
We're all in this sacred trust ... But where are we?

Who else was on a sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute his chest for the dying people
You are in bulk or choose one of two roads

I spryatatsya from him, after work, I ran after Friday
but I only do foolishness mayatsya?
Black and white city makes me backs
I would change it, but I'm looking through his fingers
Tomorrow back to work and family care
but he built a fence between you and freedom you
we are wrapped in the world of a bud on the network webs
sorry bro but we're not in the way, go down
down to earth, I will be your angel Ground
pravoporyadochen pass road on a zebra
In fact, we do not care about the rules
place in hell, you are booked or the righteous
but I'm not true test, I would have sent you
I needed to track that-be in the heart of us wounded
It is not too late, not too soon to set themselves those faces we
All in black and white are the same ...

Who else was on a sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute his chest for the dying people
You are in bulk or choose one of two roads