Текст песни Posternak - Раз2ение

I'm too tired
downhill to the abyss
breathe heavily

delirium your soul crystal

no dusty glass on the bus

stop
let's agree
not a word in a fallen voice
get back in line
remember pride

another deal with your conscience?
bingo
the world in the form of a market again a race in the form of a ring
do not demolish the gong
round with my wounds
I will not fit into their glossary by parameters!

we set all parameters ourselves
because these establishments
people wrote

but this is the age of radio
tired of walls
at every stage

but remember Christ on the cross
when steel to the bone in the crossbar

I'm not supreme

I also
god! you can do more! do you hear
you can higher!

no, I fell destroyed,

where is your fuse? where is your fervor?

was yes all out

i can't hold back a moan
I am one against all

Clamped on four sides -
go up.

I will not continue the game
I am too stupid

trapped in the corner, go deep

this world is rough, I'm almost dead
I sell labor
I roll to the abyss.
already fell

Stop
let's agree let's agree
a little deal with my conscience
no matter what sauce
you can't top
crawl down
caught the moment
use
century
will not nullify
your thoughts
write happy
his story
at any cost
the world is not black and white stripes
he is colored
let's not fight
with ourselves
you need to enter this world together
a cross between
take it use it

no i am weak
full of heavy thoughts
I'm going to the bottom

rave

it means I'm delirious

but you are in the same row

Who am I fighting for food in the bottom sand

God bless him with sand, let's crawl along the very bottom hold a blow

And where to? what awaits us at the end

If there is a goal, just go ahead

but if it makes no sense

your whist is frozen again
update your antivirus
we need to
you grew up fast

but i'm tired of empty risk
sharp screeching
brake disc of its
cardiac arrest
hysterical notes
vocal cords
from stupid rules

people get out of wheelchairs
all in your hands

my hands fell

do not lower
and don't get down
accept reality
as medicine
go

I won't get there alone

I will bring

lead

better one spirit
two
ideas
the principle of golden mean
from young nails
to gray hair
sit
any torture together
the heat of the heart will be ardent
will melt blocks of ice
don't say one
since there is yours
then we are together
with common features
we sing about it read about it
let your boat sail
through brittle ice
your moan
take it down your throat
away
and if loud
then only
cry of happiness

i can't hold back a moan
I am one against all

Clamped on four sides -
go up.

I will not continue the game
I am too stupid

trapped in the corner, go deep

this world is rough, I'm almost dead
I sell labor
I roll to the abyss.
already fell