Lyrics Н.В.Д. feat. ArtИ - Чёрно-Белый Город
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Кто еще остался на тонущем судне
Черно белый город потерял суть дней
Подставь свою грудь за вымирающий народ
Ты в массе или выбрал одну из двух дорог
Слухи доносят в сердце на стенах наша память
Нажимали до упора но окружили нас шипами
Сносим башни камнем больше побед громче зрители
От улиц отражается наш гром презрительный
Приз мнительный готовит урбан белых полос не станет
Пресс давит пустотой карман выход свою мечту представить
Свинец приставив до виска проблему не решить исходом
Похоть глаз ломает детскую мечту это их мода
Мы строители своего счастья только не дан час нам
Протирая плечи об подъезды в мечтах о жилье частном
Сломана жизнь говорят судьба наша воля продана
Мы архитекторы дорог но далеко не родина
Против нас мыже сами вместо деревьев травку садим
Правду спамим в уши каждого скажешь я прав? Ты с нами!
Среди разных зданий мы свой почерк оставим на стенах
Живешь без веры теряя смысл это все скверно по верь нам
Кто еще остался на тонущем судне
Черно белый город потерял суть дней
Подставь свою грудь за вымирающий народ
Ты в массе или выбрал одну из двух дорог
В нашей жизни поставлено только две станции,
И надо бы стараться,чтобы путь наш был не вкратце.
Нас не учили жить,судьба ломала дороги.
И чтобы до конца её разрушить мы себя торопим.
Коробим,гробим.Стараемся казаться выше.
Но мало кто из нас уже в люди вышел.
Либо ты в системе либо под жостким контролем.
Те кто погиб в Донбасса шахтах,мы вас помним.
В кавычках "Политика" только конца начало.
Удалённые факты,летопись о многом молачала.
Лелеем всё,что дёшево,забив на брошенные громко ценности
Ведь лучше деньги и разврат,чем из камня веры цепь носить
Над головой висят долги,проблемы,всё от лени
Пусто проживая дни путь свой назад ты не отменишь.
В городе,что раскашен только в чёрно белый.
Мы все в это свято верим...Только где мы?
Кто еще остался на тонущем судне
Черно белый город потерял суть дней
Подставь свою грудь за вымирающий народ
Ты в массе или выбрал одну из двух дорог
Мне от него не спрятатся,После работы я бегу ведь пятница
но что мне делать только дурью маятся?
Черно-белый город меня заставляет пятится
мне бы это поменять, но я смотрю сквозь пальцы
завтра снова на работу семья и заботы
но сам построил забор ты между тобой и свободой
замотаны мы в мире буд-то в сети паутин
прости братан но нам с тобой не по-пути,спустись
с небес на землю, я буду вам ангел наземный
правопорядочен дорогу переходим по зебре
На самом деле нам же наплевать на правила
место в аду, забронировал ты или праведный
но я не правельный, меня бы вы направили
в нужную мне колею что-бы в сердце нас не ранили
не поздно ли, не рано ли поставили себе те грани мы
Все в черно-белом одинаковы...
Кто еще остался на тонущем судне
Черно белый город потерял суть дней
Подставь свою грудь за вымирающий народ
Ты в массе или выбрал одну из двух дорог
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
Rumors carry in the heart on the walls our memory
They pressed all the way but surrounded us with thorns
Demolishing towers with stone more victories louder spectators
Our contemptuous thunder is reflected from the streets
The suspicious prize is preparing the urban white stripes
The press presses the emptiness of the pocket, the way out of your dream to present
Putting lead to the temple will not solve the problem
Lust of the eye breaks a childhood dream that's their fashion
We are the builders of our happiness, but the hour is not given to us
Rubbing shoulders on the porches in dreams of private housing
Broken life they say fate our will is sold
We are architects, expensive but far from home
Against us we plant grass instead of trees
We spam the truth in everyone's ears, tell me, am I right? Are you with us!
Among different buildings, we will leave our handwriting on the walls
You live without faith losing meaning it's all bad, believe us
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
There are only two stations in our life,
And we ought to try so that our path was not brief.
We were not taught to live, fate broke roads.
And in order to destroy it to the end, we rush ourselves.
We are killing, we are trying to seem taller.
But few of us have already become human beings.
Either you are in the system or under tight control.
Those who died in the Donbass mines, we remember you.
The quotation marks "Politics" are just the beginning of the end.
Deleted facts, the chronicle was silent about many things.
We cherish everything that is cheap, scoring on the values thrown loudly
After all, money and debauchery is better than wearing a chain from a stone of faith
Debts, problems hang over your head, all from laziness
Living your days empty, you will not cancel your way back.
In a city that is painted only in black and white.
We all truly believe in this ... But where are we?
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
I can't hide from him, After work I run because it's Friday
but what can I do just toil with foolishness?
Black and white city makes me back up
I would like to change it, but I turn a blind eye
family and worries back to work tomorrow
but you built the fence yourself between you and freedom
we are wrapped up in the world as if in a network of cobwebs
I'm sorry bro, but you and I are not on the way, go down
from heaven to earth, I will be your angel on earth
legal order we cross the zebra crossing
We don't really care about the rules
place in hell, booked or righteous
but I am not correct, you would direct me
into the track I need so that they don't hurt us in our hearts
isn't it too late, isn't it early, we set those lines for ourselves
Everyone in black and white is the same ...
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
Rumors carry in the heart on the walls our memory
They pressed all the way but surrounded us with thorns
Demolishing towers with stone more victories louder spectators
Our contemptuous thunder is reflected from the streets
The suspicious prize is preparing the urban white stripes
The press presses the emptiness of the pocket, the way out of your dream to present
Putting lead to the temple will not solve the problem
Lust of the eye breaks a childhood dream that's their fashion
We are the builders of our happiness, but the hour is not given to us
Rubbing shoulders on the porches in dreams of private housing
Broken life they say fate our will is sold
We are architects, expensive but far from home
Against us we plant grass instead of trees
We spam the truth in everyone's ears, tell me, am I right? Are you with us!
Among different buildings, we will leave our handwriting on the walls
You live without faith losing meaning it's all bad, believe us
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
There are only two stations in our life,
And we ought to try so that our path was not brief.
We were not taught to live, fate broke roads.
And in order to destroy it to the end, we rush ourselves.
We are killing, we are trying to seem taller.
But few of us have already become human beings.
Either you are in the system or under tight control.
Those who died in the Donbass mines, we remember you.
The quotation marks "Politics" are just the beginning of the end.
Deleted facts, the chronicle was silent about many things.
We cherish everything that is cheap, scoring on the values thrown loudly
After all, money and debauchery is better than wearing a chain from a stone of faith
Debts, problems hang over your head, all from laziness
Living your days empty, you will not cancel your way back.
In a city that is painted only in black and white.
We all truly believe in this ... But where are we?
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths
I can't hide from him, After work I run because it's Friday
but what can I do just toil with foolishness?
Black and white city makes me back up
I would like to change it, but I turn a blind eye
family and worries back to work tomorrow
but you built the fence yourself between you and freedom
we are wrapped up in the world as if in a network of cobwebs
I'm sorry bro, but you and I are not on the way, go down
from heaven to earth, I will be your angel on earth
legal order we cross the zebra crossing
We don't really care about the rules
place in hell, booked or righteous
but I am not correct, you would direct me
into the track I need so that they don't hurt us in our hearts
isn't it too late, isn't it early, we set those lines for ourselves
Everyone in black and white is the same ...
Who else is left on the sinking ship
Black and white city lost the essence of days
Substitute your chest for a dying people
Are you en masse or have you chosen one of two paths