Текст песни ДПДИН - Водка за сотку

In the apartment opposite Eternal Ore
Men's voices and piercing female moans,
Under the windows, crowds are collected again
Watch how human corpses are broken.
We woolen people do not notice this,
For them, the news of the world of secular
They do not care that people die from hunger,
The most important thing is that they are rebuilt on the dish.
We play with fire, unscrew as we can
We only make the fact that relatives will help
But the game different in life is
Someone remains in winning, the rest are tragic die
Everyone is chosen the road and he goes on it
My friends are trying to survive, while others are counting
Days and money that he has left but
Any sooner or later falls on the bottom ...

CHORUS:
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We all fall on the bottom