Текст песни Scary - Синтетический мир

From the wine gland I am trying to drink while there
Falling on the laminate in the shit killed longing still
There were still times a rapid unshaven frowned poverty
I look throwing out of the holes will have to jump until you fly

I don't know something difficult for me to assume
I Like a cat, but instead of milk I am a hundred won
Here there will be an emptiness from the world will remain without a gallerogram
After all, he is not a real half of the world of pizdets Surogat
Life mirage us remains to believe in a miracle only
Victory Someone is close but I have done a countdown to them
I so want the Valley of Freedom New Wonderful MiG
But the new life is a glare in my breast only a little burning
Planet Coflan Sound Prism Rare
for you we need to germinate here
and let go of your freedom I will not give me
We are all so in captivity all our lives last five minutes
Here people are all well overlooking only once a year
And naturally everything except plastic brains
All this is a stupid dream and you are picking up
Look for a deep meaning of life feel salt in the disastrous world

Hey in you so little real
Ken all your life is only installation
Tley and all dreams suddenly evaporate as a shadow
Puganly hiding in the dark

I saw everything and I have enough to watch
I in the world of meal snot dark me to drag the lights
And will live long in me as if card currency
On the one hand, the world with another is his sad shadow
Often I thought where the reality will change Surogat
We were given faith for something to believe fools
Persons replace passports and smoke nervous bureaucrat
But all of your unreal world will destroy the first hurricane
When the mirage changed a chemical set
The world is robotic and even mechanical honor
Karmic blow brought us all panic news
Fledged in flocks and weave the economic network
You see the wall but the walls are essentially not
This is your brain came to the wall and not find to the end of the doors.
Not a judy day but the vessel's age when you pressing bread
Replace the reposit in contact is already a day
The road further we go But why we all in a dead end
And cut the circles again to give the road to another
Where to put the leg is there no way even around that nasty calm
So quietly as if we all died out and the world forever bitch