Текст песни прожиточный минимум - зарплата

my wallet is empty
my hard drive is clean
they told me - and I hold on
I'm an optimist
life is a series of salaries
in new buildings where the internet
start is waiting for us
go to the light

from paycheck to paycheck
and again and again
past cash desks and ATMs
die out
disappear forever
and again to the start
from paycheck to paycheck
and again

I do not distinguish taste
I do not distinguish sound
they told me - and I hold on
but what if?
death is my black cash
and a smile on the edge of the mouth
waiting for us? the final
and darkness