Текст песни NEURO CYPHER - part. 2

In cold colors
Drowned my mind as I got into a swamp
The mutant breed rules
Of hungry prostitutes, spoiled ladies
And nerd, tired
I make full contact with them
Our father forgot about hungry cats
So many suits, but one deck
Each on his own, while the show is full
The brain rejects the fucking revolutionary
I wake up, blood stains on my pillow again
Sausages again, tears, flattens
Under the smile of TV presenters
I close in my soul, remember the best
The dynamics of the trembling subsides, I stick right there
My dreams are usually a picture of the future
That's why I remember the best