I fall asleep with pain
Nothing in common with a feast
FEEL - master, tick-tock clock, oh, how is it, I live dissatisfied
Those stars lie to us, but who pays the same bills
Out of mania, but, once again capturing, give the whole show, but I would have a bitmar
In a word, I redeem what was given for a gift
They love the hype, they are 0, and I am one
They go down a step, I go up two
Well, who's selfish here, bitch, huh?
The team track will be a hit
But we only remember the living
Blankets, labels, give them money, but there is no message in the past
The idea is embodied quietly, therefore I am silent about my affairs
Working out words for a beat, because this could be my food
Sitting we see the illusion of prices that without chic
We endure, we believe, then again we grind our days, which are washed for us
We do not know the facts, but the year fades
Again we observe, we burn ourselves
100 dates, but is happiness in your pocket?
I'm more fun, which means I'll answer more accurately, pit
Prevents me from breaking through, be I a grain of sand, then a particle
We look at the sky, and it's closed there
Crowd-crowd, all closely get used to
New Year again, red days in the greenhouse
Look, we are back in the table
Like, fate is decided, but my sect is emptiness
Will is my mouth, muse is my bird
I feel dubak from underachievers, I'm not a magician, I'll give a penny for Dopping-flow
They will change their image for a click, because the position seems like a humiliation, well, at least I'm not a snob
Study charts so zapadno
We all see an abundance of shame
I don’t know giveaway, I’m going to “stop”
If there are dead ends, I'll draw a lesson
O'kay, no zeros, I am one, my thoughts are narrow
Peers of the same age, like anise, scorch this height, their days are countable
I don't pretend to be poor
In fact, dreams are much more valuable
If so, let's be honest
And eclipse unnecessary arrogance
We are not greedier, we have no debts
False people say they are great, the evidence for this is boasting
The majority is divisible by 100 thousand 100
Idols in the circus amuse the crowd, help with advice is unbearable
I’ll get around these, clean up, avoid looking at insta, loot in length
They sway more than muzlo
Creativity - booze with free days
They have everything, or rather nothing
Closer laziness and sleep, in the soul - not light
It's like we're in a big top, but the ticket has expired
Music heard. stagnation, I don't feel home
That is not that, well, where is the result
For those we will raise a toast, in which there is a sense
I do not inhale smoke, but I could in the sky
But there is a sheaf where the syllable is stored
My monologue will be heard at least by me and God
Hey there, look what you could become
An untrained soldier cannot be a soldier
The fruit did not fall because he was tired
But because he is mature, and he needs advertising
If only to get into someone's headphones
Fuck out of there - write song titles in capital letters
But even the best sword loses its sharpness, the fact of this is not passing the path
Music is a tool, not a goal
The desired is achieved, who is more interested
“You can’t become stronger with self-pity,” and with this thought, until the very last day, I