Lyrics Лигалайз - Стресс

Everything will be fine...

Running life, stress, nerves
Everyone wants to be first, only first
Where no one else has been
Go ahead faster even faster
Until the doors shut

My life is mirages, notebook and pen
Rhythm, rhyme, cue ball under the texts learned
Spent energy, time spent
Running to nowhere sometimes without remembering what he believed
The pain that brought relatives, the days that turned into smoke
Those who loved me, those whom I loved
What they stored, what I didn’t save
Those who forgot me, those whom I forgot

Running life, stress, nerves
Everyone wants to be first, only first
Where no one else has been
Go ahead faster even faster
Until the doors shut

Running life, stress, nerves
Everyone wants to be first, only first
Where no one else has been
Go ahead faster even faster
Until the doors shut

Only out of the corner of my eye distinguishing lies and envy
Wondering why they do not respect themselves
Back to the studio, capturing a new frame
Inside out, like a micro is my psychiatrist
Like a loser, a cheated investor
With an evil grimace to cry rhyme music
We all pay, and always ask inappropriately
Not to the cashier, everything is tighter on the neck of the lasso
What's next what are you going to do
Neurotic, surrender, become a domestic plant
Or further run, fight to self-defeat
A fight with them for their love and respect

Running life, stress, nerves
Everyone wants to be first, only first
Where no one else has been
Go ahead faster even faster
Until the doors shut

Running life, stress, nerves
Everyone wants to be first, only first
Where no one else has been
Go ahead faster even faster
Until the doors shut

Bohemia, where there are more mannequins among people
Banquets, presentations, we cover topics
Who is your producer, who is your PR
Then soaring in the club searching for a couple night
Victims running in constant stress
With all the smiles, but in my opinion few are cheerful
Why so much weight, the whole world on its shoulders
I began to feel the atmospheric pillar at night, not to sleep
Health experiments, paranoia
It's pretty early for me to go down in history
But not everything is so, a jamb like a boomerang