Текст песни Нестеров и Антошкевич - Усталость

Life today has made me
Regular prostate massage.
On the nerves of the whole and the whole on the evil,
Aloof and slightly rumpled,

Cursed, always tired -
Alone in a strange crowd,
Companies who gave himself
For the average salary in Moscow.

From the office, where zombies lupyatsya
In "an online" emptiness;
Where all hopes tupyatsya,
Flying under the tail of the cat

There eyesight until the evening in the morning
Rapidly weakening,
And the files are penetrating to the insides,
The eyes lose their light, behinds ryhleyut

There you spend on the road
According to an hour. Someone - longer
During this day of life to pay,
But they will not be greater

Home you return
For loved ones and family,
The swamp 'down,
By the weekend drunk ...

Or creep into the den
Suppose, where no one
Do not cause the aid,
Do not knock on the window ...

Five dead alternate days
On two free days,
And many are trying to catch
To live in them for themselves

Such way -
The same shit!
How warm and close
 Moscow Metro
But happy are those people?
At the end there will make:
I'm no better than them, but I do not want to !!!