Текст песни Уставшее сердце - Крыса

Rat is a cunning infection
It's dangerous to let such people in
Will feed everyone with poison
After all, she herself is unhappy
Only offends the weak
All gullible, naive
Well, those who are stronger
Beats in the back with a strong blow

Push, push
Push on the way
Crush all the rats
Press, do not spare

The rat is crying into your soul
Breaking your vigilance
And will put you in a puddle
Smiling, throws it off the edge

Constantly gnaws at envy
When looking at talents
All your dreams will crush
Choosing options
If anything, always a saint
Go ahead and be the first
But her soul is empty
And inside there is only rot and worms