Текст песни прожиточный минимум - танцпол

when friday will come again
and will finish Thursday again
we will not remain anything
how to dance, love and sing
Under the rhythms of incomprehensible music,
starting everything from pure sheet
I fall asleep next to the trash
I understand that tired

I'm tired
I did not find here what I was looking for
on different dirty and bad places
Merging with the crowd
I'm tired
all evening dancing with you tired
sing these songs a terrible voice
Wash the sneakers dance floor

I do not live until Monday
Do not remember what was yesterday
I'm tired of being a slacker
Dancing from night to morning
Under the rhythms of incomprehensible music
I will start everything from pure sheet
I fall asleep next to the trash
I understand that tired