You're bored, you need to tell someone
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You're used to being alone like that every day
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You made your head and leaned on the same sofa
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Same sun, same curtain, same depressing colors
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Hunger is your personal affliction while you kill people in the street
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It's not worth talking if you're brave
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And you say a little loudly, «I'm in, too!» |
if you say
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They'll prove to you right away that you're not there
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You get greedy and sweat, getting angry is no consolation
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Knowing and not telling is worse than all
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And you're an expert, you're quiet, it's common
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All empty wagons pass through your house too
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Hyenas scavenge, you're starving, never mind
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Lives for dignity, sweats for dignity
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Opportunities will appear before you one by one
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Clench your fist, just stay on the alert
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I don't have blood on my hands I have dirt on my hands
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I got a ton of ideas colliding with zeros in my head
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A partisan language on my tongue and on the opposite sidewalk
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There's a ton of shapes I don't print easily
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My shoulders are narrow in the sky for now
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I wasn't tired, I stumbled, but I didn't fall yet
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This was the last exit from the bridge and I did not turn right.
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Even if one day you see me giving up, say you didn't see it |
My head raced to return with the world of course
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Somehow, I said we are mortal and took it, it burned.
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Dreams are set for those who are not always mine
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So skip the request to get what you want
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My struggle with life is hard, that hurricane, I'm a sparrow
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Believe me, he doesn't act bravely
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Don't be discouraged, worry, pass while you can
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That's why my mind is on the run, it doesn't always seem real
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Gotta get out of the coffin before the last stop
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Block my obstacles before the light
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The interests changed when the separation entered
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Believe me, I'll be the last you'll remember before the light
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My jargon is broken, I'm a prisoner of music
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When I ate, I wrote a life sentence on this paper, I asked, am I crazy?
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I'm still older than before, so you know
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I will slay them all and then delete the evidence
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I don't have blood on my hands I have dirt on my hands
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I got a ton of ideas colliding with zeros in my head
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A partisan language on my tongue and on the opposite sidewalk
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There's a ton of shapes I don't print easily
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My shoulders are narrow in the sky for now
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I wasn't tired, I stumbled, but I didn't fall yet
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This was the last exit from the bridge and I did not turn right.
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Even if one day you see me giving up, say you didn't see it |
I don't have blood on my hands I have dirt on my hands
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I got a ton of ideas colliding with zeros in my head
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A partisan language on my tongue and on the opposite sidewalk
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There's a ton of shapes I don't print easily
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My shoulders are narrow in the sky for now
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I wasn't tired, I stumbled, but I didn't fall yet
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This was the last exit from the bridge and I did not turn right.
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Even if one day you see me giving up, say you didn't see it |