Текст песни Бетик - Маски

You are fake stupid by my estimates
Here the subway is one hundred percent precedents
How many shades of soot for face makeup
You need a lot for the gallows
You are fake stupid by my estimates
Here the subway is one hundred percent precedents
How many shades of soot for face makeup
You need a lot for the gallows

Lack of taste in the mouth, let intuition dissolve here
The scent of masks is empty and stupid when it smells of faces
Immutable engineering genetically different formula of Darwin's fallacy
And nobody wants to die but
This is the only thing you can count on today
Twenty thousand leagues under the sea, the test subjects will pass along
Even without having tasted the salt without even wetting the skin
And you can say that you are a brother
You can call yourself close
You can even stand behind your back
And wait for me to stumble
Give me stones on the way to the bottom
Into the depths of the Kanu I wake up in sweat
Digging my hole
But I read you
Because you

You are fake stupid by my estimates
Here the subway is one hundred percent precedents
How many shades of soot for face makeup
You need a lot for the gallows
You are a fake stupid by my estimates
Here the subway is one hundred percent precedents
How many shades of soot for face makeup
You need a lot for the gallows