Текст песни Туманов - MY WAR

To win the war you need to be able to lose the battle,
rhymes cut the throat like a razor, the muse is wounded but not killed.
Breaking through unknown borders, this style captures new areas.
The headphones play full time and all these motives for pain are familiar.

My war is against myself, I aim at the heart, I shoot at the sky.
An angel is a demon on the outside. Heaven or hell - who am I and where am I?
What controls me? Probably an idea.
In his hand is the hammer of Thor and the fire of Prometheus.
My weapon is in your player.
You press on the play, I dissolve in the dark.

I gained a lot, but lost more and this is in order not to fall in sight.
Did not sleep at night, spent all the time
never regretted starting it all.
spent all the extra minutes,
looking for inspiration, now a wave is pouring.
try to decipher the words at least half,
You haven't noticed yet, but already under my influence.

Beating everyone is not a goal, I can become better than you anyway,
A year ago, he didn't fly to the bat, not a nerd, and he stuck to books.
I can remember that it was possible indefinitely, but I will forget, I will put my sword in its scabbard.
One and the same theme, but sounding new,
And when is the end of these life marathons?

My war is against myself, I aim at the heart, I shoot at the sky.
An angel is a demon on the outside. Heaven or hell - who am I and where am I?
What controls me? Probably an idea.
In the hand of the hammer of Thor the soul is the fire of Prometheus.
My secret weapon is already in your player.
You press on the play, I dissolve in the dark

everywhere I look for double meaning, secret doors, secret subtext,
I interpret the information in thousands of versions,
I do not believe in God, but I believe in the universe.
the flame covers a larger area,
The less I get, the more I want.
My secret is in the handwriting notebook,
I prophesied a lot there.

In the poems I raise many questions,
Mixed all the styles I read,
there are already many advantages on my side
They want me to interrupt you
Breaking through unknown borders, this style captures new areas.
The headphones play full time and all these motives for pain are familiar.

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(translation)
To win a war, you need to be able to lose the battle,
Rhymes cut the throat like a razor, the muse is wounded but not killed,
Breaking through unknown boundaries,
This style captures new areas,
The headphones play full grime,
And all these motives are painfully familiar.

My war is against myself, I aim at the heart, I shoot at the sky,
Outwardly an angel, inwardly a demon, heaven or hell who am I and where am I?
What controls me? probably an idea
In his hand is the hammer of Thor and the fire of Prometheus,
You have my weapon in the player, you press on the player - I dissolve in the dark.

Gained a lot, but lost more
And all in order not to fall in the eyes,
Didn't sleep at night, spent all the time,
I never regretted that it all started

Wasted extra minutes, looking for inspiration,
Now a wave has rushed in.
Try to parse the words at least half,
You haven't noticed yet, but already under my influence.

Beating everyone is not the goal,
Better than you, I can become so,
A year ago he didn't fly on a bit, not a nerd,
I still stuck to the books.

Remember what was, you can endlessly,
But I will forget - I will hide my sword in its scabbard,
Same theme, but sounds new,
And when is the end of these life marathons?

Everywhere I look for double meaning,
Secret doors, secret subtext,
I interpret the information in thousands of versions,
I do not believe in God, I believe in the universe.

The flame covers a larger area,
The less I get, the more I want,
My secret - in a notebook - handwriting,
I prophesied a lot there.

In the verses I raise many questions,
Mixed all the styles I read,
There are a lot of advantages on my side,
They are for me to interrupt you!