Текст песни Joan Madu - Господи

and it’s like you live
and you seem to love even
but the sea of lace
veil to another
will lie down.

and there seems to be a goal,
and it seems you go to them,
but only put an end
on all of them. and your work
cheap.

but only nobody's hand
your palms will not be squeezed
and the river gave way to ice
in which we are drowning
drowning.

and like twenty three
not the worst age for life,
but oh my god look
how exhausted
durability.

and it’s like a dime a dozen
ways, growth options,
but god, gentlemen.
I don't like being
adult.

© Em Solovyova