Initial date: 15.12.18
We sell ourselves,
We are slaves to the system,
For meager money
And dubious achievements,
Dubious achievements...
I feel that there is no other way out,
Except through my own hatred.
The secondary consequences of information warfare
Have blocked oxygen throughout the country.
Like a trained dog with memory loss,
A pathetic creature, I worship antidepressants.
This is my epicenter.
This is my epicenter.
False energy and beige gold – my pantheon.
I can't burn an old album, an old album…
I am breaking down, I am trembling… Kill the feelings.
Let reality be. Kill the feelings, kill the feelings…
Like a trained dog with memory loss,
A pathetic creature, I worship antidepressants.
This is my epicenter.
This is my epicenter.
I run away in my dreams
Into the murky waters of past days.
I walk on the edge, I walk on the edge.
My nerves are destroyed.
I feel that there is no other way out,
Except through my own hatred.
The secondary consequences of information warfare
Have blocked oxygen throughout the country.
Like a trained dog with memory loss,
A pathetic creature, I worship antidepressants.
This is my epicenter.
This is my epicenter.
It’s not drugs or alcohol,
So boldly swallow your medicine, boy!
It’s not drugs or alcohol,
So boldly swallow your medicine, boy!
Because this is my epicenter...
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