We won t live to be forty
Stare at your screens, catch depression!
Veins are buzzing, blood pounding in the temples,
I will tear everything apart and send it to hell!
There are no compromises here, no future years,
There is no role for me in your rotten movie.
Припев
We won't live to forty!
Straight into the abyss — is our river!
Smash the dishes, spit at the ceiling,
Life is just a short spit!
We won't live to forty!
You are hoarding cash for plastic and junk,
And I am feeding my nerves to the dogs!
I breathe this poison, I laugh in your face,
Your righteous world is a hangman's noose!
It only strangles! But I am not your slave,
My finish line is the wall, my station is the pub.
Припев
We won't live to forty!
Straight into the abyss — is our river!
Smash the dishes, spit at the ceiling,
Life is just a short spit!
We won't live to forty!
The clock hands strike like knives!
Everything you knew is cheap lies!
More speed, less sleep!
We don't give a damn about your grey-haired spring!
Припев
We won't live to forty!
Straight into the abyss — is our river!
Smash the dishes, spit at the ceiling,
Life is just a short spit!
We won't live to forty!
Won't live to see it!
Come on, we're burning!
No forty!
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