Текст песни Пак - 3. В студии...

Clap x3 Come clap your hands
A clap x3 "right now" shake head against

In the studio, both in his own body
The soul soars after a week of dreams
I like in another dimension
I opened my eyes there where incarnates all
In the life of all the dreams I've seen so rushing to you
It looks like God decided so mad I bring to the end (whoa)
All for the sake of pleasure
Or burning apathy
Here the day falls on a day
But in fact all one man (just)
In the basement or in the hut
Writing or recording
Not if you are in bed
Soul and body fly up ~
(F-f-) Feel it through Your body
Feel it through Your soul (you feel it?)
Feel it through Your body (uh-huh)
Feel it through Your soul
After all, I send to hell frames My style of Kings
Freedom of movement is not riding in a foreign car
I like the teleport already here and there was
As long as your flow under the dam oppression powerless
Ask how history has brought me in Russian
Man Islanders but fish allergy
And around it is full of dead after the fishing season (if)
Hunger is a source of strength