Rats are choking on scraps in the subway,
Everyone here breathes like they're in a movie.
Grey boxes are pressing on the brains,
I spit on your rules and your debts.
Припев
I hate this pit!
I hate this circus!
Blind faces are looking straight ahead,
And everyone here is used to shit!
I hate this... yeah, exactly that!
Shop windows bare their teeth like chained dogs,
You sold your freedom for a piece of sausage.
Cops roam in a pack, looking for fresh blood,
Shove such love far away!
No hopes.
No tomorrow.
Just eat what they give you for your damn breakfast!
Припев
I hate this pit!
I hate this circus!
Blind faces are looking straight ahead,
And everyone here is used to shit!
I hate this... yeah, exactly that!
Screw you all!
Screw you all!
I'm out.
I hate this city
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