аНДРЕЙ жАБИН - Сломай Систему
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Am, f, c, e
17:24 08/06/2012

Until the larynx has broken golden bullets,
While your voice is not hoarse
From the amount of sprouts,
So far, the soul sparkles at least a little.

While the public snout
Your steel did not lick
Until I crouched with a syringe,
Ecumenical sadness.

While your wings are on the spot
And the hands do not tremble from drunkenness,
Until the rage has cooled down
And did not cover the mold of boredom.

In the Dark Kingdom of the Sun, a ray,
Get the world a little better.

Break the system!
Drive the system!
Destroy the system!
Break, break, break!