Текст песни Rice - Тише едешь

Doesn’t happen at night
Nothing strange
Everything is as always: alky,
whores, drug addicts
Hands in pockets in autumn
it’s getting colder
Patsyks in the entrance
evenings disappear
It's November, but for
the window is still empty
The walls are painted
street art
You see? I see! This is Bobby.
trash
Tighten tight
wave your hand
Do you hear in the distance, someone
shouted Fuck The Police?
It's in the next house
cannabis
Kurnut and laugh
fucked guys
And in a moment they are in
car, they’re being taken to
the trash
But it happens, sooner or
late
Everyone will fall for anything
anything serious
Then mom’s tears on
face instead of a smile
But it’s human
to make mistakes

The quieter you go, the further you'll get
Then you turn somewhere and muddle something
You don’t pick up the phone
No one knows alive or already in the grave

Slowly flowing from a muddy state
I stand on the roof and smoke, meet the morning
What will bring a new dawn? clarity or delirium?
Joy pack? Or just give me a dream

Sleep until spring, I have not had a dream for so long
Memory lapses or just craps
No matter what I am, I never fall low
Near only necessary, close only close

Did the gandons come close to him
That through every step they betray you as they can
No, not close, yes, but it hurt
Now a little fuck and a little sad or something

Those who really need you, the truth will be near
They will find you, get through if you really need to
If they need you, if the truth is needed
And the rest of them all fuck, it’ll be worse