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I will write about depression, make fun of me
How to smile by force
I would turn into a little hummingbird
And disappear unnoticed

There's no lemon, but still rich
A persistent cat rushes along the parapet
Disappointed in this world, who's up for what
Wipe off the grimace from your face, meant for the masses
I was ready for changes, pouring
All that my eyes saw, my brain didn't understand, wipe it off
Mud piled up in this swamp, quiet
No longer against those who spoil the right motive
Where does my city and conscience inside go

Not the same as before
Wait, don't lie
At least to yourself
Close that door (blah blah bro)
Where rakes are supposedly stretched for good, but
Soul-soaked and love smoked
These toys will lead to madness, words are not enough
Turn on your brains, cut on the nose
While temptations lure, and then frost bites
Creatures are satiated with discord

I will write about depression, make fun of me
How to smile by force
I would turn into a little hummingbird
And disappear unnoticed

Wait, dude, and to anyone there, heal, no need for clear fables
The lines of power have been erased to holes, the rotten plant smokes
And how many demons and those who have seen Chuck Norrises
How many trunks around the waist
How much crap and pride in one bottle
Come on, roll up your sleeves
And let's see who catches whom

Respect to the madness of the brave, not the drawn ones
Not those in vomit-stained sneakers (Okay, forget it)
Today, Peter's Broadway will gather people
MiyaGi finish the verse, you're a friend, be kinder
In this shitty world, a child's smile saves me
The laughter of a loved one, not a hydroponic one (nooo)
Faded souls dim, and on top of that, they ruin the world
I still haven't fully understood what this track is about
Such a mess and vinaigrette in my head
Near Kerim, hey, don't sing, nightingale

I will write about depression, make fun of me
How to smile by force
I would turn into a little hummingbird
And disappear unnoticed