The World Is the Box
The world is a box
Of stuff you need
Someone gets candy
Someone gets shit
One gets high
Another suffers
Some are slaves
And some are masters
They say
You're born to crawl
They say
You can not fly
But who are they to judge?
They're talkative too much
Let's brake their fucking rules
Let's brake stereotypes
Dog eats dog
Cat eats cat
All revolutions
Gravy trains and
Naked truths
Are dead
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
Beyond the clouds
Behind the stars
Fly into space
You've got around
The same you've got
Inside your soul
So keep it real
So keep it whole
Dog eats dog
Cat eats cat
All revolutions
Gravy trains and
Naked truths
Are dead
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Fuckin shit
Of stuff you need
Someone gets candy
Someone gets shit
One gets high
Another suffers
Some are slaves
And some are masters
They say
You're born to crawl
They say
You can not fly
But who are they to judge?
They're talkative too much
Let's brake their fucking rules
Let's brake stereotypes
Dog eats dog
Cat eats cat
All revolutions
Gravy trains and
Naked truths
Are dead
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
Beyond the clouds
Behind the stars
Fly into space
You've got around
The same you've got
Inside your soul
So keep it real
So keep it whole
Dog eats dog
Cat eats cat
All revolutions
Gravy trains and
Naked truths
Are dead
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
Lie haunts the world
Lie is dressed in facts
We keep on losing track
Of all true things we had
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Come on, eat!
This is good
Isn't it?
Come on, eat it
Fuckin shit
Credits
Writer(s): бутовский станислав валериевич, бочагов александр игоревич, потапов александр александрович, дольский пётр вячеславович, истомин борис дмитриевич
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