Текст песни BronX - Ненастоящие

Our lungs are hopelessly spoiled,
They publish only the cries of screaming
Phrases, feelings, habits memorized.
We are not a real long time.

Void of the points we hide.
Behind that smile is hiding.
We use each other differently because
The limit on forgiveness we end

Alcohol flow at the veins
Night clubs under the same morning
We are looking for answers to their changes
But certainly not in our actions

We do not like poor platitudes,
For special something to pursue,
But crammed into the framework of the formalities
And they are unlikely to be broken.

We are the generation of the 21st century
But from us so little left
From this man
Inside the fact that something went wrong

Our feelings are willfully fine
When communicating using masks
We break all very loudly
In Stock with excuses

Phrases, feelings, habits memorized.
Light and the world are not ours,
They have not deserved by us.
After all, we are not present.