Текст песни Рабочий Рот - Привычка выживать

I with interest
I cut a vein in the morning
At lunch you will find under the ceiling
And identified by nodes
In the evening in a terrible narkosvinstve
I remain, but again
Rescue squad and ambulance innocent habit survive
Was again a holiday
In the morning, I do not remember nichrome
The person will tell all
I poured his heart and soul yesterday
Fulmars from God
I will not die more
Jah will not help, but a habit to survive
Yes, even swamps me
I will ascend
Then burn, kicked often
Can not run away at least once
Bullet only say:
"Enough to call on me a fool"
You will see a bad habit - a habit to die!