Grim dictator - Инфо
текст песни

There has always been such clothes at the latitude
Although the crowd was hanging on a patriotic wave
The days were drowned in wine, all through my fault
Drops dried at the bottom, a hole in my head

Constant Crust Lava, Ideas in Prison
He glued himself in pieces, someone was circled with chalk
But I remained intact, there were always goals
Many jumped off the sights, dragged others with a trailer

Remained himself, everything was repeated as in the chorus
Now he himself is among those who are tight
Nerves at the limit, close over the years
I am mired in the span, shallow blizzards

Souls were cold, for more than one hour spent in the department
It was and was no longer sparing, secondary
Days were erased instantly, time was melting
I did a lot of harm to myself-this is not true

These quarters and areas breathe their lives
Many do not hear me, I squeeze lemon juice
These lines on white paper burned
From basements to the roof, we write and write, thoughts

Dreams are carried to the distance, others become higher
But until he survived the mind, he became not much cleaner
He knocked down like a sieve, everything is not necessary and unnecessary
Without a loan, so it turned out, we breathe.

From the events that happen, no where
To sympathize with everyone, there is not enough heart
Not enough funds, but this is not a reason for flight
Help with what you can, be open and honest

After all, we are truly strong when we are together
It happens that it is not a frail, twists in a batch
While the official settles in his leather chair
But we will not sink anything and we are a cruiser

Due to the influx of visitors-environment resembles a garbage
Who is here? Why? And from where? No one will remember
Someone to build, others to break, but someone is only looking
All this is unlikely to benefit, rather ruin

More and more for permanent residence, and less escort
The weak knocking down from the path, they leave overboard
Your excuses have been caring for a long time
Do you want to take it-umry but earn money

There are things that I don't understand, murders, abortions
People like robots, such are the turns
Drugs and alcohols-boots flooded with blood
A sea of advertising, beautifully describes, pus streams

But only a few will be saved on the ark of Noah
A wave of slag, will cover everyone with exception
Youngsters in clubs inhale roads
Forgot about God, overshadowed them tightly

For a long time I scored what it means to be meek
For a long time he wiped his legs here, upholstered thresholds
It is too early to do any results
My message is not for everyone, but I wanted to

In four walls I will tame the storm
I will reboot the entire system, I will cross my mind
I will configure in my own way, plunge into culture
I am inaccessible to everyone when I write and rhyme

chorus:
If you take it for business, make it hunting
For another why, to be an unreasonable bot
And so full of fuss of vomiting
In the desire for a goal, no place to be timid
(not time)