Lyrics Ноггано - Депрессия

It is more convenient for them to remake you,
Than to accept such as is
Moral growth, spiritual weight,
Standard .. so it's easier to eat you.
Newborns begin the path,
Along the rough road of a cliche
Filling your life, biting your chest,
Not knowing what will happen next
And then the collection: the standard, the standard,
The choice is made for us
And slowly the circle curved into a square,
The game without the gate, but in the pass ...
Mother sculptor sculpts you
From clay phobias and complexes
Trying to have an awesome protagonist from comics in his old age
The school immediately divides us into classes
-who is not important
We begin our journey in the general mass
Like oil on a huge barge
Next comes the processing of raw materials
... What fuel are you?
For the Porsche, the Volga or the diesel engine
-selection of the technologist
Next, the university and you tied in a knot,
No matter how I got here ...
Medalist or charged loser -
The game continues
The opposite sex chooses you:
Color, taste, growth
And now you are walking alone together
To the highest bridge
From there head down,
In a river without water ...
To each other whispering deception:
"We do not fall, but fly ..."