неизвестно - Моя Злодейская Академия - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Oh, and this work is difficult to make a hero out of a person.

Indeed, in fact, not a super ability - but the consciousness must be arranged.

So that he knows, there is no good and evil,

So that he can make out where the danger is to understand,

That you need not everywhere, head, head,

You can get burned and not resurrect - people are not ready to answer us.

Hear at least thank you, you are glad.

If not, then in hell to burn them. Where do the villains come from?

Mom from under the hem! (Ha) If you are a hero, think, right?

What prevented you from looking widely at the world? Huli not to take the side of anger?

Hack the closed door! True, behind it is not a treasure, but usually only bombs!

But what to do now? But everything is without frames and there is no sense to cry here stupidly!

The world doh*I'm dishonest - years are and then you can understand,

They say from the boxes they say at the start of one and everyone, but in fact they will!

Well, what can I say? The pink pony is not in the sky, everything was divided equally and soon at all, they will eat, eat it!

And you still believe the morons? Do you eat tons of shit? The Academy makes only until *of the healthy guys.

True does not press, right? We were divided into classes, and they themselves are sitting aside! Well oh*now guys! There is no truth, did anyone know? A?

But the truth, however, is their own!

I protest! Against the morons at the top!

I protest! Who called the villain here?

I protest! Alternatively accurate vision, ever heard Bl*?!

I am a villain and will I be proud of this? Everything is simple - familiar faces are now as if I do not know.

Oh ... this feeling is all frames, I'm glad. As if only those who are sitting on the chairs dictate.

You need to be considered yes ... but not with them, but with us, right? Ignor leads to rubble, devastation and every accountant knows

Heroes work poorly - in the office of tons of papers.

I will not allow the people to insult us,

I am not a fool, and I know what to demand, yes!

I solve the problems of attention with my affairs, right?

If you are so stupid, then yes!

But this is not true!

If there is good, then it should be bad, right?

They arranged the world as conveniently, Bl*, you, but did someone think about us, huh?

If not, then I will become them!

Those who take on the masks of evil, so that there is something to take crowds!

But do not blame me, yes, if suddenly I will kill everyone, then the problem is not mine anymore - they brought to a boil stupid morons me,

And ideals that they are not a penny - do not blame me, here everyone is for himself! I am like,

The kettle that was plugged with a traffic jam, but the pressure is tearing and drowning into the distance!

Patience is not endless - know, you can call it as you like - but I am laughing at the laws of the world here!

I protest! Against the morons at the top!

I protest! Who called the villain here?

I protest! Alternatively accurate vision, ever heard, Bl*?!