Текст песни Старательно Рефлексирую - космос

Maybe we are doing something wrong?
We temporarily forget ourselves in pubs, spit on problems.
We spend money on furniture instead of AIDS medicine.
We save animals, and humanity is dying.
Throw the thrown drug addict into the fire of the decay of society.
Whores are considered a normal manifestation of nature.
All emotional feelings became snot and weakness.
Anyone who has not grown old in soul is called smear.
Demographic crisis, but in an orphanage full of children
so many babies and they do not care.
We desire less and less love; we desire more and more rottenness.
Self-immolation is the norm. Creation is dirt.
The gag reflex has become a daily requirement.
And the slogan "Let's drown the whole area and leave the unknown" -
We can apply both for the street and for the insides, which is sometimes called the soul.
A piercing howl at night is nothing out of the ordinary. Screams for help? No, it's just commonplace.
It just happened, we are not to blame.
People will arrange a death judgment for themselves amid shouts, shouts
and many TV cameras.

It all began so innocently: kindergarten, beloved mother, father, expensive toys.
We believed in miracles, in goodness, in long voyages, in pirates on land.
And now those pirates in the porches are choking the shmalle.
We wanted to make everyone around us happier, to grow up sooner. These dreams were strong.
Well, we grew up. 2 point was somehow picked up and fulfilled. But we never became happy, we just got to work,
and in general we are tired and there is no time for such trifles.
As a child, I dreamed of being an astronaut, now God forbid you will swim for buoys.
And that's okay; you have to grow up sometime.
Wish well to your mothers, and fly me into space.