Текст песни III3XKOD - Поколение ВИЧ

Showing endless torment to myself
Every day you fly boredom
Give your tongue to the perfect ass
A few sweet words and you will be glad
The fight for freedom is someone else's game
World of fucking freaks, it's always been this way
Power over yourself, you lost control
In the gray mass of whores, the boy was looking for happiness

Damp weather, the sky weighs on the brain
There is probably no point in going further forward
All I got was an abyss without a ladder to the heights
No hope left, I can't forget everything
Slippery hands, grabbed onto something
Weak fingers, hold on to that
Empty gazes of people on the gray sky
Simple deeds and a paltry life

GENERATION HIV - the generation of the blind
Wait for life's help? Fuck everyone - we're alone
In the freedom to choose actions, in the freedom to choose the word
And not you, and not I will not see another
Someone else's father's son, cocaine in the noses
A shot to the temple and other people's hearts
Soul in the clear sky, body digging a grave
Without waiting for a dream with an overdose in sartier

TEARS
Crying, crying, crying
MAY BE
Will die in an hour
TEARS
Not from pain, from fear
FEARFULLY
Die

TEARS
Not from pain, from fear
HIV is already inside
Maybe you are crying?

YOU
And I don't give a damn, I'm not afraid of your fears
Get empty, go fuck it all
That bitch is scary? You cannot be saved ...
What will happen to us? What will happen to us?