I will believe in tomorrow, even though fate gave a fight
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All the doors above my head will open for me
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To see the rays of the sun, many reasons exactly
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Even if they bury that there is urine scream
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Lid, box
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Eyes run back and forth and the body trembles somehow timidly
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It won’t help me, it seems dexterity here
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Society is happy to bury nuggets!
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But…
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Not from me, but from you, sand is pouring
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The picture is not drawn, alas, this is not a dream
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Obsession with the face
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Your level is not high
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And I even reached the heights underground being a fool
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A heart
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Buzzing with displeasure
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Everything has been stolen from me for a long time
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And plus to all this, I have something like
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Scorched in the chest
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I'll pierce my broken head
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Everything is on the way
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Hey, you're up there! |
Rejoice early
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You have to get out in order to lick the wounds
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In order to see the heavens, and not fly me there smoothly
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After all, this is clearly not for me
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iPhone flashlight...
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How at the end of the tunnel the light saves me from the groans of the bonny
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There is no battery, or rather it will sit down soon
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Not a fan of Babkina, but undoubtedly a fan of hope
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According to you, the lid won't let me get out,
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But I have enough fire in my chest and crazy eyes
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I can't live the night...
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I'm not a poor man, but every little thing has been calculated by me for a long time
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You wanted me to wallow in my juice?
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But you grabbed your heads, and I took up my mind
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At the moment when anyone does not breathe evenly
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I brazenly kick the coffin lid
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Yes, it will be difficult for me to achieve happiness,
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But now I'm tearing everyone to pieces
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And I can confidently be proud now
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After all, I am everything that they did not believe in all these years
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Chorus 2x
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I will believe in tomorrow, even though fate gave a fight
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All the doors above my head will open for me
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To see the rays of the sun, many reasons exactly
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Even if they bury that there is urine scream
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According to you, I just climbed ...
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But the thickest thicket is not a dark forest for me
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It's like tic-tac-toe
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Next to you, zeros, I carry my worthless cross
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Calm and sober
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But I'm walking on wooden heads
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And that's why I hear an extraneous crack
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Competently laid out path, in the hand of one educational program
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From under the ground I move calmly to heaven
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Hands in the blood, and adrenaline in the blood
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Adrenaline is life, so back off and don't push
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The morality you sold long ago
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You live, and I have been given to exist
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The herd pressed: "We need hymns"
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But I kept silence like a grave fence
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Meet by punch, see off by gait
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In my head they are like a fool's shag
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The crowd is delighted, I have not rarely been in a cage
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They won't understand me, even though the dialect is not rare
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In your flock...
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Everything moves up and down, as if driving piles
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But sorry! |
I know the ways on the bottom
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I'm upstairs from the routines, not the deputy in the chair
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As you know, we are all from the same test,
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But I feel cramped with you, I'm not such a mediocrity
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Each narrow-minded lay under the covers
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Who is far from me is far from the ideal
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I reluctantly chatted all your ladies with a phrase
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And all of them, like washers, spun right at the bolt
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Yes, it will be difficult for me to achieve happiness,
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But now I'm tearing everyone to pieces
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I am now the one who will tell all movements
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Call me pop - I won't even hear
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Chorus 4x
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I will believe in tomorrow, even though fate gave a fight
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All the doors above my head will open for me
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To see the rays of the sun, many reasons exactly
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Even if they bury that there is urine scream |