Maverick - Не кумир
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I'm not a saint, and not your idol
Too alive for shiny shop windows
Smiles are fake, everyone will sell them here
Even their shadow for a quick advance
The bass is crushing—it's easier to breathe
The city is calling, but I have nothing to give
Money is not God, just noise and a mirage
I'm too real for your sales
The world wants a show—that's their law
I'll be myself—I don't need a canon
I'm here for a short time—but I'm honest with myself
Better to be a spark than eternal ashes
The bass is crushing, crushing—hold on
If this is a sin, then I'm stuck in it
I don't need a throne or someone else's sketch
I break boundaries while you're soured in them
I don't play a role—I don't need a script
Your words are empty, like that comment
Your truth is a trend, it lives until the morning
My truth is a scar, it will never wash away
You seek the light, but you're afraid Fire
I chose the path—without "for" or "against"
If this path is called a mistake—
It means I didn't become your bait
The bass is crushing—it's easier to breathe
The city calls, but I have nothing to wait for
Money is not God, just noise and a mirage
I am too real for your sales pitch
I count my steps at empty intersections
The city breathes fog—slowly, simply
All who shouted—have long since fallen silent
And I have learned to live without excuses
I don't seek answers in other people's voices
My thoughts are quieter than ice on a clock
I've lost, let go, and reassembled myself
And I realized: silence is the foundation
If pain is the price for a clear look,
It means I've paid and don't expect it back
I don't need tomorrow to prove anything
Today I'm alive—and I have something to say