Текст песни Jee - Потерянное счастье

Drenched in time
Temporarily unavailable
Captivated by his reason
Thrown by someone else's opinion
I'm hysterical
I write all sorts of nonsense in my notes
The streets are slush
And only dirt on my mind
You are not in my thoughts
I have no thoughts
Attempts don't cure
And the heart destroys consciousness
In vain
Father was right
When he spoke
Do not trust words - Trust deeds
I close the beech and leave
Looking for destiny
Fuck
Where is the strain of the Lord?
Girls in doorways sobbing
But hands to holes
And where the veins should be
Only darkness
In places
Where else did our grandfathers get high
In those courtyards
Where they drank for life
Playing dominoes
Now the private sector
For people the suit is not much higher
Yard dogs
Fear doesn't matter
People's will
Pedigree
Fuck character -
Your pocket plays a role
And only black hiring will help us
Everything will be nice
More than ever
Trouble will pass us and we
On a rusty Niva straight sonny to heaven
Mom I want to sleep
Please don't turn off the light
I want to sleep forever
And send everything to the ass
After all, you have to dream about something
If on the streets
Just - Hey, goat, give it back to the mobile!
And who will give a hand?
If every second fag
Not in bed like this in life
Hiding behind a mask
Doesn't see the point
Just within its class
Rakes the salary from the cashier
On the table to the toilet
Where next to vicious caresses
Just a packet
Which he spends on
To get through a boring summer
What do we all believe in?
Who will be replaced by those
Who forgot when leaving
Leave a mark on yourself
Do not worry brother
Soon it will all be true
And instead of quiet corridors of shabby hospitals
House welcomes us

We are drowning
You drown
And already I'm drowning
Choking in the tone of these haughty fools
How is life
Hard
And it's hard to believe
What's around the bend in life
We will open the dusty tone of happiness

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The prisoners of the telecommunications regime completely forgot
That were one step above the provocative tear
When the beast was like the grail and life is the essence
When the husband was ready to break his neck for the family
But we can't turn off this path that goes straight to the lithosphere
On a spherical map, a plan is already ripening to seize our planet by the authorities
Submission of people to the customs of the bastard-bydlovsk ghetto
With the deprivation of reason and even the slightest intellect
The project is working and life has not become easier
Back to the problems of life, turning away from the problems of vulgar
A neighbor dies from the last stage of brain cancer
And brainless doctors are probably already putting together boards

We are drowning
You are drowning
And already I'm drowning
Choking in the tone of these haughty fools
How is life
Hard
And it's hard to believe
What's around the bend in life
We will open the dusty tone of happiness

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