Текст песни Jumbalo - Безвольный Овощ

We are mired in shit and the thoughts are not the same
We must grow spiritually until humility overtakes
I'm running here away from doubts, because
Making music is easier than being hysterical

The closet is rattling with bones - skeletons, there are many of them here,
It's already crowded, I'm thinking of renting a separate room
Maybe they'll give me peace, if not - I'm a dead man, a corpse,
And so line by line - this is my vicious circle

And social. networks .. Do you think there is a choice?
Think you are a user? I think we are fish ..- slaves!
It's funny. Disgusting, but for real,
Language gives us a hint that it was necessary to fuck long ago

Here .. everything is suspiciously "ok" and "norms", from and to
And I'm like a bad actor in a silent movie
Thoughts in pictures, you quote a lot
These shit cretins, you look nasty

After all, this thing was supposed to make us smarter
But the people themselves filled it, for people,
And because the mountains of diarrhea, porn tightly covered us
THE INTERNET STEPS IRON IN OUR BEATS