Текст песни Ноггано - Он грустный

It is more convenient for them to remake you
What to accept as is.
Moral growth, spiritual weight - standards -
It's easier to eat you.

Newborn start the way
On a rough road cliche.
Filling with life, you bite your chest,
Not knowing what will happen next.

And then the collection - the norm, standard ...
The choice is made for us!
And slowly the circle curls into a square -
A game without a goal, but in the pass!

Mother sculptor sculpts you
From clay phobias and complexes,
Trying, on old age, have prozapas
Cool hero from comics.

The school immediately divides us into classes -
Whom where - it does not matter.
We begin our journey in the mass,
Like oil on a huge barge.

Next is the processing of raw materials,
What kind of fuel are you?
For Porsche, Volga or diesel -
The choice of technologist.

Following the university and you are tied in a knot,
No matter how you got here.
Medalist or charged loser -
The game continues!

You choose the opposite sex - color, taste, height ...
And here you go together on the highest bridge.
From there head down
In the river, without water ...
To each other, whispering deception -
We do not fall, and fly ...

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