SUBMRN, Sickret, Mortem - Showcase
текст песни

If you hear us, then you rejoice
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!
Outside the window
If you hear us, then you rejoice
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!

Faggot, you're going to the bottom and you knew it would happen
Every fucking day lived here is horror or bullying.
I have long forgotten when there is a day off and weekdays
The crew has gone upstairs, so move your buns
Style - Broke Days
Boy, this is Showcase
Your thoughts will bore us
If you fuck everything up
Information around
Let's close our ears
The era of mutual responsibility
Era of brain wiretaps
Outside the window (Outside the window)
I'm losing this world
So we would like to understand what the principles are here
I'm rechecking all your fucking faces
We are all so different, but there is no prince here
Everyone accepts the text, but does not see the meaning in it
I would like to escape from this menagerie
But still I remain within those provincial walls


Outside the window
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!
Outside the window
If you hear us, then you rejoice
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!


This smoke is white poison
Spreads the nostrils crater
You're outside - I'm white
But inside it's like black marble
Krampus black and white - me
Past these toys shuggle
Our cells are nerve cells
Launching sky shuttle
More extinct faces - postmortem
At night the shadow is scorched as
I can't tear my torso, we'll see
Dreams are portals back, drown
I threw out the style and took a new one
Like an abandoned house - showcase
Yours is beautifully shot like a movie.
Okay, okay!
There aren’t even carriages to take you to the world
And prophecies are like rap among punks
You see a crutch in their tongues
But I don’t see myself in the showcase, okay!
While you were smoking in the morning in the smoke
I ate dreams
A loop of everyone who passed by
They didn't try with us
There aren’t even carriages to take you to the world
And prophecies are like rap among punks
You see a crutch in their tongues
But I don’t see myself in the showcase, okay!
While you were smoking in the morning in the smoke
I ate dreams
A loop of everyone who passed by
They didn't try with us


Outside the window
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!
Outside the window
If you hear us, then you rejoice
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!
Outside the window
Style - Broke Days
Guy, this is Showcase, okay!
Outside the window
If you hear us, then you rejoice
Style - Broke Days
Boy, this is Showcase...