Ram - Аргонавт
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In red and blue tones
Club of broken hearts (we are alone)
We go down to the ground, because the box
Told us not to live, like them (kings)

And the morning with a heavy cascade
Lies on the shoulders, and you can see a mile away -
How we can restrain ourselves
How we can hold on to trouble all our lives

And from those who should
Cover today - we are waiting for a blow to the back
But all the comfort is that
At home there is tresh and container with beer

Argonaut cries quietly in me
At the wrinkled grave
He could not raise his family
Because there someone prays for the cuts

It falls on the table
We look at ORT
The flow of other people's problems under the ceiling.
We ourselves would somehow get on an MRI

Sorry, Huben
But we forgot to support the cancer patients -
After all, we have a lot of work, a short day
We do not want to lay out posts for help -
We need only subscribers, not vegetables

I have no reason to steam
I'm fine still
And you go there to the battle
(Ha ha ha ha!)

Why do we need a club on the head?
Why did they throw us weight?

We live among vultures and rats
Until our last pennies beat off
They will definitely not let us go
Life is a regime

As an unnatural selection
Everywhere imposed control -
And we can see it
As an incentive is given

Though it’s a shame
But there is no need to forget that we
Not those who are predicted under the oppression
Dressed daredevils

Now answer:
"Why, I'm not afraid to carry it
When you all tied tongues in a bow
(Bant-Bant-Bant)

And why, I did not stand aside
When in my country Pi*dez? "
This is a lack of money, a mess

I don't want to hide it with metaphors
Become famous, sparkle
And you would call my attempts a hopeless
(bitch!)

I do not need
Pretend to be an altruist
And put a suit
To gather themselves to the people, bitch

Hay! (Hei-Hay)

I am a kid from Vartovsk - the same kid that
I didn't want to stay with my naked ass
Like millions of young and anesthetic, simple
And to the madness of lovers in this rash, b*

I'm worried! But in the toilet, sitting on a cold tile
I write this, swollen and insane
I'm in the harness, in this with you, so let's drag it
Only with proudly raised heads (head heads)

- Mom, remember that woman?
Today in the store
You did not try to help her
- What should I do?
It could end in violence
- There are things worse than violence
- And what is it?
- indifference