Текст песни Вуди Напасный - Лабиринт

Disassembled into particles, mb is all this dreaming?
Consciousness is my labyrinth: not fucked up in the provinces.
You can't find all the locks here from my mind
No, I’m not driven, I didn’t hammer all day.

Muse don't give a fuck about me - but I like that too.
I'm glad I won't ask a passerby for a cigarette like I used to.
Here many behave like nobles,
They crave serving in the face, eee - The assault is not good.

I began to hate my city: some are sitting on spice.
Others throw a ridge at people, but they are afraid to stand on the ground.
Everybody fuckin 'bitch, mods is a fucking incubator
I would tear everyone apart and not put them back together.

There have been too many revelations lately
At the beginning of "Confessions of the Outcast", now there are two new ones.
I'm confused about getting out of this distance
The tangle of dispute is one if it is dissolved.

My epilogue as an excuse is on the verge of hearing
In the throat, as in the Sahara - dry, well fucking myself, pruha.