Текст песни St Kate - Если этот мир

As if the cry of the soul was choking and everything poured out at once
From minus to a broken toilet.
A cycle of problems, a tornado resembled
Erasing my nerves of steel to a minimum

They stretched like strings from pinched problems
someone's hands in my life are drawing them so eagerly
If I knew the enemy in the face, and not so in a year
I'm starting to think that I've become a misanthrope

The bosses, who suddenly did not ring the alarm clock,
Neighbors are morons, gum stuck to the boot
8 hours on the road, routine, cleaning the apartment
Oh my God! I'm already a cockroach in the web

you won't change the world by keeping your ass warm
the line in the comments is menacing "enough, they say, to endure it"
I'm tired of everything, I don't want to live like this anymore
Something smelled from the kitchen. What are these pies?