Текст песни .Otrix - 13

What plans which forecasts
two years ago me
There was no one of you for
Potskaya Park Three-year Crosses
and not a hint of who I am here and now
2013 finished dead end
We rose because others fell
and if all those bodies on the sofa breathed weakly
did not hurry to beat the cherished numbers on the clave
just waited for the right moment on the clock
To have time to disassemble
what they no longer need
Want to truth that's all you need to know
Every day it's horror and there is nowhere to drive
And I described life on the straight
When he sharpened his pencil about the walls
I repeat once again there is no way out my friend
and does not work all that you can take
we stupidly chase about what not to see did not see
If you catch a dick knows how to react
Around the imposed views fake idols
ask more action than grateful spectators
And before it was easier to do what you were ashamed
After all, when it's just no choice when you just don't exhale
do not care in principle that you can and accepted and so fuck through whose head jump then
There were no kebaks
When you get harder than breathing
And quickly it was possible only to catch the finish
Just push a little and goodbye land
Here are my lines here's a canvase
If you want snealing and your writes on
pizdetz forever sews in us
But I'm not proud that I lived so

What plans which forecasts
two years ago me
There was no one of you for
Potskaya Park Three-year Crosses
and not a hint of who I am here and now