Текст песни REDO - Маска и грим

you all seem to
without make-up just a hair
mask - face
valid only voice and
the one who was
and the one who is
two parallel
as icons and inverted cross

the door is closed
in the walls
text in the veins
and fingers frantically knock letters
forgetting about the clock time
after the climb
out
if that finding was hurt
every creature
on the heels wants to be labeled in the first
you do not need answers
and despots
I say
sinful
taken aback
descended from the path
traded morality
but I'm no longer holds
greatly enraged
now hang
each on the basis of
Sparta , error
than to think twice
I'd rather serve in the air senseless hopes
absurdity
mediocrity
and sinfulness
your virtues
and not in the texts of honesty
who you are then
if you throw Philco
and persons
but not usshedshih of childhood
my sharpness
left alone with the victim
and after it as the apostle
and I'm falling down
and I rap is not the place

but I spit vomit blood
your intentions in Russian hip hop
rapper degenerate synonymous
but I 'm talking here about three years from the wall

and the only one who has a chair
before leaving tore cross
no trace did not leave yesterday
I put on a mask , has all
*******
*******
drunk
do not just
is red nose teenager
rods
otshit him
that more thought is not an asshole and brain
because
my texts for you apparently nonsense
Curiosities
nonstandard
from the outskirts of Moscow
broken with vestkostom
clot
local wolf howling with hunger
pozhdidayuschih like hyenas
people are dressed so brightly
looking not just
so stick your nose
but know
you have little time
only to sense
you write about the suffering
if you happiness first
for us happiness availability of rooms and bread crust
 you want to feed ?
there are many
to generation just like you
fog or smoke
I had already lost
paint color
and are unlikely to be able to distinguish them here
eternally sleepy with tails
Do not know what motivates me
detached , in the astral plane
thirst for knowledge only
zablukavshy wanderer

again make-up lying next
in the trash
let for burns he putrid odor
I also
through the water so the fire copper pipes
but don `t know if I will go

this way endlessly moves me
and I know that will eventually
so that you remain silent dick
though I bury
then I will hero