Текст песни Expromt - Битва экстрасенсов

Spit in the back, apparently, envy prompted
Here mudil, with foam on lips shout uniformly
The battle is lost, you're a weed, and not a marvelous flower
Believe us, do not listen to yourself - go away in a jiffy
In this world, the blind man imagines himself to be a blind man
Under the aegis of a crowd of wild - it's all linden
To be a Poet either, or their project is dying
No on them, TNT, psychics battle

Here all the prophets, Nostradamus - city
They try to drive you out of the way, their efforts are strong
And let them piranhas, from the glass do not see the face
I'm not in the aquarium clearly, an ocean inhabitant
They are enraged, then the brilliance in your eyes is natural
The fact that you climbed wherever the heart commanded
On their foreknowledge, I shut my eyes like a dream
Who predicted a failure for you, long chained
And I'm going through the noise and racket of the crowd
Prophets, oracles, seers
Live amongst me surrogates
And I try my heart to keep the opportunity to fight
Do not need lectures, they say places places
And it's useless for me, to climb Mount Everest, I'm mediocre
Not to drink, does not mean to think soberly
Do not you teach me to teach, I'm not obedient from childhood