Клим Стронский - завтра будет хуже - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Your life in the hands of security guards in stores your face weighs on the wall in the apartment of one of them, you look suspiciously, do not get out of the grave, you will be taken from the police department 623 rats will get out of the underground in order to gnaw your throat for hikes to the stool in the center of the room And do not go out to you to knock the neighbors who you owe money and lost at the bets will not come tomorrow and the sunrise of the sun in your communal apartment was replaced by the dark kingdom, the windows are sealed by the Polyno, your friends were defeated in search of you to take your body as an exchange for vodka, do not leave the room please don't get out of the room