Текст песни PLUNK TONE - Ковбои из ада

The eternal question - the life or money
Do everything, do all the best
You're dying for an idea, to understand
Who then do you need?

The eternal question - to be or not to be
The answer is gone, long lost
You die, you can not tolerate
Mecheshsya like a silent movie

Never nebylo choice
Herd born to die in a slaughterhouse
I have only words
You do not even have words!
Believe it into the empty ideals
Talk to other people's thoughts
You're lying all around
But before themselves

In your cage close again
You are your own frame created
Hide from others the void
When life itself buried!

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