PiJack MC, Ded Volodya feat. Маста Витяй - Блюз прокуренных будней
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We are picking up the pace, adjusting the arrows
Blindly believing that you can understand the world in small details
Well, at best you will remain a granite cast
Having forgotten about it, what if time does come?
After all, there is no more beautiful opportunity
Understand: is it important what you have achieved?
Sometimes sadness is for the better
Autumn is a pill for melancholy
It's long overdue for here
Like in a wheel, we would like to catch up.Alas, for now
The lights are not on in those houses that burned out
We'll survive, but still close the doors
Let's sit like this for a while, as if light,
As if without gray hairs, again at a dead end.
There is no place in your favorite ashes, and in everyday life the sprinter is again
Praying that the picture does not freeze

The world is flowing
As if diagonally
Unstoppable flow
Edges - window frame
Every year
Pointless forward
The firmament is dragging
But so stubborn
The world is flowing
As if diagonally
Unstoppable flow
Edges - window frame
Every year
Pointless forward
The firmament is dragging
But so stubborn

Somehow I’m not happy today, I’m swallowing sadness with smoke
While we were writing this song, autumn had already cooled down.
And what is forgotten begins to sway in memory
That's an inevitable base, don't give a fuck, Watson (but you know)
After all, nostalgia affects everyone, don’t lie to yourself
For some it’s poison, for others it’s analgin.
We danced the waltz-baston, and let it suck outside
Let's go for "a hundred", no feasts, put the story on "stop"
At least for those who are not with us
Concrete captivity of buildings suffocates
A coquette in yellow, walking languidly near the shabby walls
She winked and, waving her hem, disappeared from sight
I move the asphalt with my soles in a pathetic cinematic way
Let the rain fly from the sky like an invisible guillotine
We have reached the age when sleeping longer is our nonsense.
And there is no more reliable “thank you” payment system

The world is flowing
As if diagonally
Unstoppable flow
Edges - window frame
Every year
Pointless forward
The firmament is dragging
But so stubborn
The world is flowing
As if diagonally
Unstoppable flow
Edges - window frame
Every year
Pointless forward
The firmament is dragging
But so stubborn

Hello, how are you?Get used to lack of sleep
While the rain hits the window like a drum
Hundreds of unnecessary things - how fucked up they are
I put on my hat and took off my raybans along the night Arbat
Instead of beer, punch - look, something stronger
The bar will be stuffy - there's only one new school there
Cold is just a way to sharpen instincts
And time is ticking and it’s unlikely that they will send you signals
Is this a signal?- Maybe.Are we putting up a cross?- Yes, it’s unlikely
In the game, go as you want, but the ending is under garlands.
Yes, yes, and you again without a wish
Under Agatha Christie you understand the philosophy of Kant
Insomnia or the call of something from above - it’s not for me to decide
In my dreams my modest airship would fly around the globe
And it’s a pity that the flight with the first snow will lead to a happy ending
In the meantime, hello November!It's a pity, tomorrow is already the 31st