Murdek - Если ты уже умер во сне
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Midek, the territory of death
Fifteen years ago

Warm pastel, only good dreams
What bad to dream if you blew the grass
In the mirror clouds of the echo of a bottomless bowl
Hitting on eternity, it echoes our happiness

You wake up, you see through the window through the glass
How a familiar face smiles at you
For several minutes it has been knocking on the glass
Fist and you see that your friend is standing on the street

The second day in the topic, the network is overloaded
Which is ready to break, ready to burn
An important day, your long -awaited initiation
Four years in a gang, deserved respect

You were not disturbed by any doubts
And today the day has come for your baptism
You will wait for friends, waiting for no patience
Blessed you shake your hand and this respect

But there is something in you that trust does not inspire
Nobody notices this dirty spark in you
Who does not risk, he does not drink champagne, throw the bone
You are bastard and you can see through

You can’t do anything here, you can just observe
For how long such a whore will last
People are cruel, the world is a dead haze
Be yourself, don't stick your nose in other people's affairs

If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream
If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream

If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream
If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream

Grandmas spoil every good person
You pour into this industry of monetary hack
Khapai, bitch, hapai, but you can’t do everything in the world
Someday the day will come, and you will finally understand

There are things that are more important than finances
Each bastard has the right of a second chance
This is justice, you remember the brother of the word
Everyone is mistaken, everyone has their own rights

You have the right to make a mistake, because you are a person
If the armor does not save from the bullets, running is saving
Ask yourself: can you kill your pride in yourself?
And headlong to run away, gaining speed?

Remember that your life is not a game of locks
Just turn your back and run without looking back
At your leisure, you try to write some kind of nonsense
And this nonsense has a name, it seems like a rap

Matched Pati, chicks, booze and everything seems to be okay
Are you strong? But there are always those who are stronger
You don't need you even in a bar purchased
Whores twist in front of you asshole only for mani

You sucker, even God will not cure you, how many were like you
Now relatives wear flowers on the graves
Do you want to be next? You will be born in the sand
Cut the nails into the coffin, your mom's nerves will split the hammer

If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream
If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream

If you have already died in a dream
If you are already dead, died in a dream
If you have already died in a dream
If you have already died, died in a dream.