Текст песни Васит - Любовью раздавлен

again, the same cars, again the ways
like a train on the edge of the world where something is flying
taking my thoughts are with him in the way
eerily tired of this turmoil, the dregs.
meticulous routine, it's all so pointless
people like cattle, run by nerds and
you try to stand up against these shots
because nobody in the world does not believe in the truth.
our job - to tell the truth and not make believe
it's your business to distinguish where the light where darkness
ears headphones deliver the text of the soul
you do not judge, while he did not listen.
This campaign is in flight nikudaaa
what were you thinking while standing on the edge of the bridge?