Текст песни Гран-КуражЪ - Это не игра

Chokes the night again
Hard days go roundabout
Are you waiting for a new day
No fight, no waste
Maybe stop lying to yourself
What's not too late yet?
How much you need to know about your fate
And regret about anything?
 
This is not a game, not your game
A life where there are no more rules.
This is not a game, not your game
Dreams that I left in the past.
Draw your vicious circle
And you can’t go beyond his line.
 
Like an explosion, rage
And there are only fragments of dreams
What has become of you?
Everything that he lived did not come true again
And in the stream of days it chokes more and more
The bustle of different topics.
Who are you now for your fate?
You didn’t understand!
 
This is not a game, not your game
A life where there are no more rules.
This is not a game, not your game
Dreams that I left in the past.
Draw your vicious circle
And you can’t go beyond his line.
 
And your fate, bitter as smoke
What enveloped the whole house.
Somewhere about you black and white film
Spin in the empty room.
 
This is not a game, not your game
A life where there are no more rules.
This is not a game, not your game
Dreams that I left in the past.
 
This is not a game, no no no
A life where there are no rules
This is not a game, no no no no
He left everything in the past.
Draw your vicious circle
And you can’t go beyond his line.