КэМ - Исповедь - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Yes, I'm not a rapper, just a sad writer on the topic. The cold blows me away, sometimes drags me to confession. I don't like cheerful songs about life, all the topics are hackneyed, and how people die from AIDS.

Do you hear that? The silence here is an unusual friend. People treat their mood with an incurable product. Then friends and girlfriends drag them down with their thoughts, choking in tears, the earth closes the picture. Fathers and mothers let them die young. The illusion of freedom, you live your life in euphoria. We need it, the mood is pierced by a glance. The main thing is to make it more fun, because we don't feel sorry for life! Then forgive, farewell - it seems to have become easier, in fact, everything that you poured into yourself, suffocates little by little. Stubbornly, you pretend that it is easier, in fact, you are ruining yourself, in a tough process. You will tighten your modest life into a noose and quietly, on a chair, you will mourn tons of torment. But having realized on the topic of loved ones, you will understand that the tears of your loved ones will erase your granite name.