Зараза, SLIMUS - Ботиночки
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The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When your pocket is empty and they are harnessed to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts
The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When your pocket is empty and they are harnessed to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts
Unlived life, so it doesn't wear out, the old-fashioned way (life)
Just put it on the shelf, like new shoes (whoosh
His face hasn't shown up in the picture for a long time (tell me)
What would the world be like without the invisible man? (exactly the same)
Instead of eyes, two sharp pieces of ice
With them, he saw happiness only in a picture (alas)
Following a link on the black market
He orders death and just waits for the parcel
Actors in the circus, there are millions of them (suddenly)
Hanging a dream on a nail driven into a piece of concrete (here)
Either crawling or running and straight to the pens (in the show)
Driven by sin, they wait for redemption from the icon

Then - the underdogs, clubs, mephedrones
Conversations about nothing, horoscopes, scorpions (morons)
Stupid clones, everyone wants to wear crowns (yeah)
And the branded shoes lie untouched
But there are also those who break their feet to calluses (until they bleed)
Paving new roads with their shoes (all)
People of a different nature (those) by nature (who)
Who, sparing no effort, still come to their dream (in shambles)
Having worn out their soles, they fuck like on an all-terrain vehicle
Forgetting about the gloss on the way to their own freedom
According to logic, clearly, without demagogy
Keep a strict course in the cycle of hopelessness
In the end: make a decision and become a target
Or lie down in a trench, lose your reflection? (burn)
Hand over your fate to swindlers, (entrust) to fortune tellers
Or grow up already, put everything on your neck? (sleep)
Thirsty for the rustle of easy money in captivity of temptations (again)
Lie blissfully in the hope that a wizard will fly in (or)
Or put off the target to look for something cheaper
Unwind a ball of snakes to make money?
The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When your pocket is empty and you are harnessed to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts
The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When your pocket is empty and you are harnessed to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts
They see you off by your mind, they meet you by your clothes
Brand shoes are a reliable option
You can put them on while choosing a fashionable look by eye
You can put them on and not know that it is the last time
You can trample someone's mug with them
You can sell them if you have little money
You can go on a first date
You can be left without them returning through the courtyards
"Wear them, wear them, but don't wear them out!"
From behind the back, the words of the older brother
Now they are yours, but in general they are ours
"Get lost, Natasha liked them."
The shoes are shiny and waiting for their moment
The older brother decided to earn some extra money, belted with a crowbar
A month later they brought him in a coffin
Mother: "Get your shoes, they are in the closet."
The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When an empty pocket and they harness you to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts
The shoes are shiny, brand
How not to get them dirty in a pile of pure shit
When an empty pocket and they harness you to two yokes
When your head is a prison for your thoughts