Текст песни Братишка Юджин - Руки вверх

You are the experimental mice in the underground laboratory
Everybody argue who is better, but no matter how much you argue,
Stay in the shadow of those who are cooler, richer,
Keep lying to yourself that your word means something.
Let the fuckers want to hurt me, unknown ass,
I will look up to the forgotten dinosaurs
May I not live long, at most until tomorrow,
May they not let me wreck everyone like sand castles.
Not sure if I'll live to see the last day
I forget the lines, the old wounds hurt again,
On the day I'm gone put your hands up
I want to hear your evil laugh at last,
Fireworks to deafen a skeptic music critic
I wanna see a billboard with my fucking on the avenue
Put your hands up, smile wide
The day of my death is a day of fun for fools.