Текст песни AMNE7IA - Таков путь
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Время не лети, а!Время, не лети так быстро
На моей пути один
Один промежуток длиною в выстрел
На высоком финише остался дым
В мечту дорога где-то позади
За закрытыми глазами прячется мир
Меня принимает лишь цунами
(Oh my God, what's happening now?)
(We work hard, we play hard)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)
(Work hard, hard play)
(This is the way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (On my way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (Е!)
Тёплые слова мне не до обиды
Слишком много смысла где-то между строк
Обжигался лавой, вернувшись в Атлантиду
На цветных картинках целлофановый мешок
Мне бы эскизы с запалом, чтобы повеяло маком на раз
Где-то капризы скандалы, я поневоле надавлю на газ
Эффекта Манделы навалом, прям из утробы тут каждый горазд
По ветру бриз криминала, вырваться в лобби и с глазу на глаз (Е)
(Oh my God, what's happening now?)
(We work hard, we play hard)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)
Hard work (Hard play)
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work (Hard play)
Hard smoke (This is the way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (On my way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)
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Time doesn't fly, eh!Time, don't fly so fast
There's one on my way
One shot-length gap
There was smoke left at the high finish
The road to the dream is somewhere behind
The world hides behind closed eyes
Only the tsunami accepts me
(Oh my God, what's happening now?)
(We work hard, we play hard)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)
(Work hard, hard play)
(This is the way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (On my way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (E!)
Warm words don't bother me
Too much meaning somewhere between the lines
Burned by lava after returning to Atlantis
Color pictures show a cellophane bag
I would like sketches with a fuse, so that I can smell poppy seeds at once
Somewhere there are whims of scandals, I inevitably press on the gas
There’s a whole lot of the Mandela effect, straight from the womb, everyone here
In the wind is the breeze of crime, break out into the lobby and face to face (E)
(Oh my God, what's happening now?)
(We work hard, we play hard)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)
Hard work (Hard play)
Hard smoke on my way
Hard work (Hard play)
Hard smoke (This is the way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (On my way)
Hard work hard play
Hard smoke (This is the way)