Текст песни van5 - право на жизнь
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Одиноко палит в окна, валидолом давит глотку
Кидает строки на биток он, ненавидя воду как икота
Из-за чего? да просто часто в унитазы окунали мордой
В школьных санузлах те, кого он только сам узнал
Гордо не пошагаешь.. кнопки, что на мобайле
Стёрлись, но набирает номер, что ему дали
Толком не успевая, словно гонка, где на педали давит,
Но толпами догоняют, и ловит ноги голова его молодая
Откуда ненависти столько в сверстниках? ведь больно
Наблюдать просто, как они подростка
Кидают словно траву под косы, жизнь воспринимая как игру лакросс
И ему злобно вводят иглу под кость
И глупо очень полагать, что вот уже счас всё изменится.
От отчима не спасёт его исхудавшая тень отца.
Ремень, оскал. Лучше бы слететь со скал, упасть на пол как граната
И в небе летать прахом
Посмотри, он ничем не хуже тебя
Этот мир топит ни тех в луже ребят!
Так всегда, ваша честность утопала во лжи!
Помоги, он тоже имеет право на жизнь!
На детках одеты стразы, а у него тело в метастазах.
Про него не будет и нет рассказов
Его не любят люди, любят крепко вмазать
Ему так сильно, что он как псина
Будет ползти, мечтая расстрелять вам спины как в тире.
Но как достичь звания охотника,
Если сам пока дичь и козырь в колоде карт
Найти, ну просто никак, и господ чихал
На него, словно аллергией на пыль был болен всегда он!
И снова срач дома. Тачдаун.. Кома..
Панч в голову принял.. за что его били?
Cиняки, гематомы.. новым папулей наказан.
Температура - поставлен словно кастрюля на газ он.
Он тот самый случай, где решение проблемы
Невозможно, словно чуть прежде лечение холеры.
Рождение дилеммы - дать шанс или нет ему, дать в счастье билет, или
Ваш кастинг, как стебель ветры, сломает детей без предков?!
Посмотри, он ничем не хуже тебя
Этот мир топит ни тех в луже ребят!
Так всегда, ваша честность утопала во лжи!
Помоги, он тоже имеет право на жизнь!
Lonely falls in the window, Validol presses his throat
He throws strings at the cue ball, hating water like a hiccup
Because of which? Yes, just often in the toilet bowl dipped
In school bathrooms, those whom he only himself learned
Proudly not pozhagaesh .. buttons that the mobile
Were rubbed, but dials the number that he was given
Just do not have time, like a race, where the pedal crushes,
But the crowds are catching up, and the young man's head is catching his legs
Why hate so much in their peers? it hurts
Watching is simple as they are teenagers
They throw like grass under the braids, perceiving life as a game of lacrosse
And he is maliciously injected with a needle under the bone
And it's silly to believe that everything will change now.
From his stepfather he will not be saved by the emaciated shadow of his father.
Belt, grin. It would be better to fly off the rocks, fall to the floor like a grenade
And fly in the sky to dust
Look, he's no worse than you.
This world drowns neither in the pool of children!
So always, your honesty is buried in lies!
Help, he also has the right to life!
On children dressed in rhinestones, and he has a body in metastases.
About him there will be no stories
People do not like him, they love to stick it tight
He is so strong that he is like a dog
Will crawl, dreaming to shoot your backs like a dash.
But how to achieve the title of hunter,
If you still play and trump card in a deck of cards
Find, well, just no way, and the lads sneezed
He was always sick at him, like an allergy to dust!
And again srach at home. Touchdown .. Coma ..
Punch in the head took .. for which he was beaten?
Cyanak, hematoma .. new papules punished.
Temperature - put like a pan on the gas it.
He is the very case where the solution of the problem
Impossible, as if a little before the treatment of cholera.
The birth of a dilemma - to give a chance or not to him, to give a lucky ticket, or
Your casting, like the stalk of winds, will break children without ancestors ?!
Look, he's no worse than you.
This world drowns neither in the pool of children!
So always, your honesty is buried in lies!
Help, he also has the right to life!
He throws strings at the cue ball, hating water like a hiccup
Because of which? Yes, just often in the toilet bowl dipped
In school bathrooms, those whom he only himself learned
Proudly not pozhagaesh .. buttons that the mobile
Were rubbed, but dials the number that he was given
Just do not have time, like a race, where the pedal crushes,
But the crowds are catching up, and the young man's head is catching his legs
Why hate so much in their peers? it hurts
Watching is simple as they are teenagers
They throw like grass under the braids, perceiving life as a game of lacrosse
And he is maliciously injected with a needle under the bone
And it's silly to believe that everything will change now.
From his stepfather he will not be saved by the emaciated shadow of his father.
Belt, grin. It would be better to fly off the rocks, fall to the floor like a grenade
And fly in the sky to dust
Look, he's no worse than you.
This world drowns neither in the pool of children!
So always, your honesty is buried in lies!
Help, he also has the right to life!
On children dressed in rhinestones, and he has a body in metastases.
About him there will be no stories
People do not like him, they love to stick it tight
He is so strong that he is like a dog
Will crawl, dreaming to shoot your backs like a dash.
But how to achieve the title of hunter,
If you still play and trump card in a deck of cards
Find, well, just no way, and the lads sneezed
He was always sick at him, like an allergy to dust!
And again srach at home. Touchdown .. Coma ..
Punch in the head took .. for which he was beaten?
Cyanak, hematoma .. new papules punished.
Temperature - put like a pan on the gas it.
He is the very case where the solution of the problem
Impossible, as if a little before the treatment of cholera.
The birth of a dilemma - to give a chance or not to him, to give a lucky ticket, or
Your casting, like the stalk of winds, will break children without ancestors ?!
Look, he's no worse than you.
This world drowns neither in the pool of children!
So always, your honesty is buried in lies!
Help, he also has the right to life!