LEVANNO feat. Леопольдик - За школой
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Here's everything I didn't cry about in '49
Everything I didn't cry about, sorry and swearing
Everything I didn't cry about in gaseous form
Now equivalent
Everything I didn't cry about Sasha and Mama
Everything I didn't cry about, more vile and abusive
Everything I didn't cry about
What I didn't have the strength to endure

I'm being taught about life
An elderly nutcase catalyzing bullying
I'm being taught about life
A psychologist with a loose tongue
On the blue wave
A peer is teaching
Who's not a virgin at fourteen
She's feeding noodles to a guy
Doomed people are teaching how to sit on old chairs until they go gray
And I'm a condom only because I was used and abandoned
While Leva, the bitch, is broke
How much did you give Sonya of what you saved on me?
Let her tell me later on Let Them Talk
From How many producers
She I had an abortion
Before Ilyich
And how much dough will he get from the lion's share
For silence, an obstetrician-gynecologist
Whose son will be cavorting with trips to the capital, St. Petersburg
And become the official face of Black Star Burger
No place for me
Where all the seven-span brains are like a sperm whale
I don't hide behind the screen of protest culture
I'm sick of praising your gang
They try to grab others by the soul
Because they can only grab themselves by the ears
But if you know me
Don't think you know me
Musicians teach grief in life, it's brutal
Whose ceiling is performing on the Field of Miracles
Their respect will evaporate, being unrequited
Yes, they're choking on the toad, but there should be something to envy
Teachers with their noses held high
In their classrooms, they dream of a city of the sun
Neither cleanup day, nor posters, nor mottos will help you
After all, only dead children increase collectivism
Narcissistic and Antisocial
But how else?
If I worked while you laughed
I couldn't find the answer for me
On the vastness of the Internet
How to disrupt the climate of a team that doesn't exist
So what if they didn't give me a grant, what are you talking about?
Even the cafeteria will settle scores from such a disadvantage
From such an injustice, the one who got into a frenzy
Themis will pull off the blindfold to gouge out her own eyes
And it's funny for me to watch the eggheads sweat it out
Dividing teachers into categories like eggs
And I'm like in an apiary
On vodka and hash
We're spinning bees
After all, a medalist is just a hundred on paper
Social institutions
Are created to breed drones that please society
And I'm no better
Yes, that's me
I fought with a friend over a mutual friend
Yes, that's me
Leaked a friend's personal photos online
Yes, that's me
Just wanted to teach her a lesson
Yes, that's me
I'll only cry when the list Expelled
It will resemble Schindler's List
Yes, that's me
I know who will die first
Yes, that's me
Used my friends badly
Yes, that's me
How Rockstar knocked down a girl
Thereby cutting the ropes of a safe harbor

The question stands between the ribs
How many destinies have I left behind
How many lives, breaking with a plus
Will they preserve the features of my metatarsals
But stands between the ribs
How many destinies have I left behind
How many lives, flying off the path
Will they preserve the features of my feet

My main guilt is that
That I want to sincerely believe in people
To love, dreaming that it will be forever
To be friends without thinking about money
And so many people helped me
But you did it, imaginary lovers
Or so that for at least a moment you would be separated
From your own worthlessness
And even if I sound like Greta Thunberg
Don't think that resentment is against anyone holds on
Bad deeds are the fruit of spiritual ignorance
For which hardly anyone will be guilty
I'm grateful to you, school, for understanding
In this world, only family is genuine
I'm grateful for understanding this
While they are still alive