True name,No face - Новые сутки - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

New day fucking Groundhog Day, like Woody Woodpecker the alarm clock is ringing,

This is not a joke, I can hardly get my ass up in the morning and may the great Houdini help me.

When I work like a horse until the 7th sweat, they say I spend years living my talent, And my city is like Gotham here you can't sleep sometimes even by lamplight.

And they're all like panicking, like, choose who you are, Clyde or Ken,

Then the crowd fucks your chick on the landing and you stand there and watch like a fucking mannequin,

But you're not a sweet man, rip the bitches' throats, rush at everyone like a lion at a giraffe,

Notice there's less rap about rap in my songs, but there are a lot more metaphors,

This hysteria breaks me, my vanity is just the mouth of the river,

People are as close as two banks, but in the end they are not friends or enemies,

And the muse is that bitch that comes to me when I'm really feeling terribly bad,

No matter how many stones are thrown at me, I'm still the best friend of their destinies,

They say he's talentless, they've said that about me personally since birth,

I'm that blockhead, after talking to whom you'll feel the presence of a genius nearby,

And this is not a sense of self importance let's remove this note of doubt,

Unlike you I know my ego looking at the reflection of my crying demons.

I erase names take off all masks forget everything that happened yesterday,

I changed my shoes like a fucking joker from a fairy tale putting my suits in a burning closet,

And look what's inside there is no excuse I'm just tired of chill out,

I'm like a starving artist from whores who took into my hands with brushes precious ×2