YшY - Жизнь моя
текст песни

I drew mountains, but they don't look alike.

I drew rivers, but they didn't flow.

I composed a song, but it didn't work.

I kept throwing the ball past the hoop.

My life hasn't worked out yet.

I didn't get a passport photo.

You could say I'm practically a beggar.

I'm stepping into the remains of digested food.

Mom tells me, "Son, it's not you."

You're just like your father. You two are from a chest.

I'll squeeze a piece of paper in anger, and beat the pillow to bits.

I don't understand why all my efforts go down the drain.