Текст песни Kambodge - Мегаполиса Вирус

Where is my ideal
The hall of distorting mirrors
At the foot of cliffs
Your hero has fallen
So truly lied
Talent squeezed ...
Scenario pleased

The musical line only 7 notes
32 teeth your mouth is
The numbers you'll count to 10
Only one thing can you carry ...

All that I want is not true
After all, I do not know what I need
Who are you? - Megapolis virus
On the neck of the god Sin yesterday
The crowd maneuvers
Adjusting laughter

Will run faster
Along the alleys color
Racks, cabinets ... as a squirrel in a cage
The new store of sticky webs
And spinning carousel ...

All conceived with the help of hands
A billion words from 30 letters
Quiet or loud shout silent
Heart sell to get a prize

All that I want is not true
After all, I do not know what I need
Who are you? - Megapolis virus
On the neck of the god Sin yesterday
The crowd maneuvers
Adjusting laughter

The person will label
Body Rentals
Being unknown
Promoted and delivered
Oversupply has filled all the niches
And my joy will not hear you