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Радость людей, узнающих меня везде. Признание в престижной среде.
Внимание, которым я завладел, взгляды кокетливой особы.
Расстаявшие снобы хвалят, спрашивают про новое.
Вокруг мир, триумфальные арки. Новые девайсы, иномарки, стильно одевайся.
Образ жизни - статус и социальные сети. Здесь это важно, я прощаюсь с этим.
Я повстречаюсь с каждым, кто обо мне печется. И лично каждому изложу на этот счет все.
Растопчу всю свою гордость и черт с ней. С таким пылом буду говорить, скажут: "Че с ним?"
Буду плакать, буду доводить до слез их, чтобы поняли, что мною движет, что серьезно.
И это не тяжелое первое испытание, и если выдержу, то продержусь и далее.
В чем обида, где причина? Может в стране, где унижает гос машина и дает пример?
Но у народа и режима - единый нерв, дело в ином. Может, религия всему виной?
Дана как чистый родник, высохла как сухарь, не разгрызть в голодные дни даже в страхе греха.
Все же хоть на старых языках, но сказано вечны мы: "Без вражды живите, в любви к встречному."
Мне обижаться нечего, но вся цивилизация ведь утверждает выгоду, вражду между нациями.
Страх, эксплуатацию. Из-за чего такое? И вот я понял. Виной я всему. Это согласно моим чувствам и разуму.
Я корысть и насилие с инстинктами властными. Толпой обласканный, я прощаюсь с этим.
Я уберу это в себе и на всем белом свете.
А ведь было круто, свысока смотреть, уверенным в своих силах.
А ведь было круто, танцовщицы в мой номер просятся - впустил их.
А как было важно иметь новый телефон, чтоб не стыдно.
А как было важно, чтоб уважали, чтоб всем это было видно.
А ведь было круто, ответить хаму так, чтобы он сдулся.
А ведь было круто, меня пропускают, когда в очереди ждут все.
А как было важно отомстить, если не сейчас, то позже.
А как было важно, два дня подряд не одевать одно и тоже.
В жизни нас заботят мелочи, говорить о них незачем - навязанный ненужный перечень.
Пьедестал занимает человек, умеющий навязывать другим людям необходимость всех вещей.
Мы враждебны к чужакам и не рады этим семи миллиардам, и лишь нескольких любим и правда.
Обманываем мы и хвастаем, мы не хотим чтоб все были счастливы, а часто лишь один
Построит своей забор, проникнет сквозь чужие рекламы или войной, вот на что уходит жизнь.
Учим детей лжи, в детстве было много истин, но к середине жизни думаем лишь о корысти.
Бьется муха в стекло, не видит собака машин, сквозь призму эгоизма люди не видят души.
Живем в километровых пробках, бетонных блоках, не знаем ни своих истоков, ни итога.
The joy of people who recognize me everywhere. Recognition in the prestigious environment.
Attention that I seen, glances of a flirty person.
The permanent snakes praise, ask about a new one.
Around the world, triumphal arches. New devices, foreign cars, dress stylish.
Lifestyle - status and social networks. Here it is important, I say goodbye to this.
I will meet every one who is about me. And personally, everyone will draw all about this.
Interact all his pride and damn with her. With such a heat I will say, say: "Che with him?"
I will cry, I will bring them to tears to realize that I drive me that seriously.
And this is not a heavy first test, and if I cut it, it will go further.
What is the insult, where is the reason? Maybe in the country where the car degrades the state and gives an example?
But the people and the regime - a single nerve, the matter in another. Maybe a religion of everything wine?
Dana as a pure spring, dried as a tear, not to spoke in hungry days even in fear of sin.
Nevertheless, at least in old languages, but we are mentioned. "Live without hostility, in love for the counter."
I have nothing to be offended, but the whole civilization does not affect the benefits, hostility between nations.
Fear, operation. What is this? And so I understood. Wine I am everything. This is according to my feelings and mind.
I am kingdom and violence with instincts power. The crowd is solid, I say goodbye to this.
I will remove it in myself and on all white light.
But it was cool, having fun, confident in their power.
But it was cool, the dancers in my number ask - let them let them.
And how it was important to have a new phone, so as not to be ashamed.
And as it was important, to respember, so that all this was visible.
But it was cool, to answer Hamu so that he was blown away.
But it was cool, I am missing me when everything is waiting for everything.
And how it was important to take revenge, if not now, then later.
And as it was important, two days in a row do not wear the same thing.
In the life of us, little things take care of, talking about them there is no need - an imposed unnecessary list.
Pedestal is occupied by a person who can impose the need for all things to encourage other people.
We are hostile to strangers and are not happy about this seven billion, and only a few love and truth.
We are cheating and boast, we do not want everyone to be happy, and often only one
He will build his fence, it will penetrate through other people's advertising or war, that is what life goes.
We teach children to lie, in childhood there were a lot of truths, but by the middle of life we only think about the korear.
Flying flies in glass, does not see the dog's dog, through the prism of egoism, people do not see the souls.
We live in kilometer traffic jams, concrete blocks, we do not know any of your origins nor the result.
Attention that I seen, glances of a flirty person.
The permanent snakes praise, ask about a new one.
Around the world, triumphal arches. New devices, foreign cars, dress stylish.
Lifestyle - status and social networks. Here it is important, I say goodbye to this.
I will meet every one who is about me. And personally, everyone will draw all about this.
Interact all his pride and damn with her. With such a heat I will say, say: "Che with him?"
I will cry, I will bring them to tears to realize that I drive me that seriously.
And this is not a heavy first test, and if I cut it, it will go further.
What is the insult, where is the reason? Maybe in the country where the car degrades the state and gives an example?
But the people and the regime - a single nerve, the matter in another. Maybe a religion of everything wine?
Dana as a pure spring, dried as a tear, not to spoke in hungry days even in fear of sin.
Nevertheless, at least in old languages, but we are mentioned. "Live without hostility, in love for the counter."
I have nothing to be offended, but the whole civilization does not affect the benefits, hostility between nations.
Fear, operation. What is this? And so I understood. Wine I am everything. This is according to my feelings and mind.
I am kingdom and violence with instincts power. The crowd is solid, I say goodbye to this.
I will remove it in myself and on all white light.
But it was cool, having fun, confident in their power.
But it was cool, the dancers in my number ask - let them let them.
And how it was important to have a new phone, so as not to be ashamed.
And as it was important, to respember, so that all this was visible.
But it was cool, to answer Hamu so that he was blown away.
But it was cool, I am missing me when everything is waiting for everything.
And how it was important to take revenge, if not now, then later.
And as it was important, two days in a row do not wear the same thing.
In the life of us, little things take care of, talking about them there is no need - an imposed unnecessary list.
Pedestal is occupied by a person who can impose the need for all things to encourage other people.
We are hostile to strangers and are not happy about this seven billion, and only a few love and truth.
We are cheating and boast, we do not want everyone to be happy, and often only one
He will build his fence, it will penetrate through other people's advertising or war, that is what life goes.
We teach children to lie, in childhood there were a lot of truths, but by the middle of life we only think about the korear.
Flying flies in glass, does not see the dog's dog, through the prism of egoism, people do not see the souls.
We live in kilometer traffic jams, concrete blocks, we do not know any of your origins nor the result.
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