JIMMY LLOYDD - 1.Зависимость
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Победный марш мой ведет меня по головам!
Тут и там убиты в хлам, им плевать даже на храм!
Охранники не в силах противостоять этим силам,
Бессильны будут даже те, кто подавал признаки жизни!
Три года отроду, как какому то уроду
Три года шпарил слог за слогом, превращая в промо!
Три года боли и страданий, надежды на свободу,
До сих пор грызет совесть, что я не верил в Бога!
Все казалось так серьезно,как заседание ООН!
И сколько раз я слышал крики «Сука выйди вон!»
Сколько времени скрывался, прямо как мистер Бонд,
И сколько было глупостей мною совершено!
Но переменится все, совершенно верно,
Дело не в нервах,а в вере и попутном ветре!
Бежит по телу дрожь, не вызывая ложь,
Но вызывая зависимость, ставя ее под нож!
My victorious march leads me on the head!
Here and there they were killed in the trash, they do not even care about the temple!
Guards are not able to withstand these forces,
Even those who showed signs of life will be powerless!
Three years old, like some kind of freak
Three years spried the syllable behind the syllable, turning into promo!
Three years of pain and suffering, hopes for freedom,
The conscience is still gnawing that I did not believe in God!
Everything seemed as serious as the UN meeting!
And how many times have I heard the cries of "Bitch go out!"
How much time was hiding, just like Mr. Bond,
And how much nonsense I had done!
But everything will change, absolutely true,
It's not about the nerves, but in faith and the fair wind!
The trembling runs through the body without causing a lie,
But causing addiction, putting it under the knife!
Here and there they were killed in the trash, they do not even care about the temple!
Guards are not able to withstand these forces,
Even those who showed signs of life will be powerless!
Three years old, like some kind of freak
Three years spried the syllable behind the syllable, turning into promo!
Three years of pain and suffering, hopes for freedom,
The conscience is still gnawing that I did not believe in God!
Everything seemed as serious as the UN meeting!
And how many times have I heard the cries of "Bitch go out!"
How much time was hiding, just like Mr. Bond,
And how much nonsense I had done!
But everything will change, absolutely true,
It's not about the nerves, but in faith and the fair wind!
The trembling runs through the body without causing a lie,
But causing addiction, putting it under the knife!
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