Текст песни Район моей мечты - Кто этот тип

Let's see what's inside your chest
You will tell me "one, two", I will answer you "three"
I need to know where your soul is sitting
Is there anything besides or just emptiness
It's not for nothing that you want to fuck a fortune from behind
Like she's like an old whore
You think everyone else is like her
That just as you can fuck her guys
From under the mountain, give up hope dear friend
It is not profitable for you to try to take us in fright
Again treason, now you are not the same
What was a year ago, you should not cast your eyes
There is someone
There, someone's finger rests on the trigger slowly
How good a dream is while she is alive
While a lone star burns in the sky
How did you sculpt from clay try out shit
The other side is already visible to you
There is nothing wrong with fear owning you
A moronic smile froze on your lips
Look back, sdrdce knocking frantically
You are tormented by the question "Who is this type?"

Who is this type with a scar on his face,
Who knows what is held in his hand
Where did he come from, where did he go
Where he took a step, slippery ice remains

So hard to do anything when you're in control
When there is not enough willpower for business
You can jump, but not above your head
You hear a voice is the voice of tall grass
From the side where you were not, where we were
While you slept you saw pink dreams
Their reflections on the body like traces of rain
He will wash away without sparing you
Your eyes are tired of waiting for him to come
When the last blow hits you
In the night silence, a dog howls
Reminds you that someone is watching you
Your fate leads you to the final battle
Leading you forward and not forgiving
If you go with your fist down
And in a new battle the enemy wins again

Do not hide for you, do not go to the bottom
But don't try, for what
Tears an ass one, tears another
Look back who's behind you
Who breathes in the back of the head, who steps on the heels
Who is playing hide and seek with you
Who is this type, do you remember him
How do you see his face now
There is no time to understand something
Take the truth of the law with your hand like a censer
Drink your bowl to the bottom
Now you're not glad you know the answer
You understand, there is no condition
... comes too late to change anything
Now you know the truth it's easier to live with her