Текст песни Скрэпа x Blackslang - Бледный

crossing out the same line every day
the voice is all fucked up but beckons to fuck me on a leaf
do not scream, this is fucking trouble
we can say that my mission is fucked up

put an end to this day and what now
I wouldn’t be killed by a sickly foolishness.
turn on the shadow mode to become an invisible point in general
so that the hypocrites would not see eyes red as blood on the walls

this is a fucking mess
I gasped from the pulse in my head giving me a sideways
snout pale eyes outward bitch i have a cold
but there is no cold outside and the cold is already right there

unable to bear the sounds of the world
hoping for silence I'm a peaceful hoarse screech with a quiet lyre
still napas and the moon is not sickly
and the bitch's eyes shine with an annoying colossus light