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  • Текст песни FGFC820 - Society

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    Every time I walk down the street
    I want to kill half the people I meet
    Mindless zombies running around
    Like sheep for the slaughter

    They don't seem to understand
    They soil the world with their dirty hands
    They're content just to follow along
    And to take what they're given

    I don't need their condescension
    I don't care what they do to me
    I won't conform to their conventions
    In this fucked up society

    You've got to come to your senses
    Break free from their grand design
    See through their false pretenses
    See the truth behind their lies

    Users feed on innocence
    Like a virus, spread their ignorance
    Isolate, fornicate, and consume
    Without ever evolving

    They don't seem to understand
    They grab at the world with their grimy hands
    They're content to follow the crowd
    And to do what they're told

    Каждый раз, идя по улице,
    Я хочу убить половину людей, которых встречаю.
    Безмозглые зомби носятся вокруг,
    Словно овцы бегут на скотобойню.

    Они не в состоянии понять.
    Они пачкают мир своими грязными руками.
    Им составляет удовольствие только следовать дальше
    И получать то, что им дают.

    Мне не нужно их снисхождение,
    Меня не волнует, что они сделают мне,
    Я не буду следовать их обычаям
    В этом ёбнутом обществе.

    Ты должен опомниться,
    Освободиться от их "великого плана"
    Поддерживать их ложные доводы,
    Видеть правду за их ложью.

    Потребители питаются наивностью,
    Словно вирус, распространяющий их невежество.
    Изолировать, прелюбодействовать и потреблять
    Без какого-либо развития.

    Они не в состоянии понять.
    Они хватают мир своими запачканными руками.
    Им составляет удовольствие следовать за толпой
    И делать то, что им говорят.

    Every time I walk down the street
    I want to kill half the people I meet
    Mindless zombies running around
    Like sheep for the slaughter

    They do not seem to understand
    They soil the world with their dirty hands
    They're content just to follow along
    And to take what they're given

    I do not need their condescension
    I do not care what they do to me
    I will not conform to their conventions
    In this fucked up society

    You've got to come to your senses
    Break free from their grand design
    See through their false pretenses
    See the truth behind their lies

    Users feed on innocence
    Like a virus, spread their ignorance
    Isolate, fornicate, and consume
    Without ever evolving

    They do not seem to understand
    They grab at the world with their grimy hands
    They're content to follow the crowd
    And to do what they're told

    Each time , walking down the street ,
    I want to kill half the people I meet .
    Mindless zombies running around ,
    Like sheep to the slaughterhouse run .

    They are not able to understand .
    They stain the world with their dirty hands.
    They are a pleasure just to follow along
    And to get what they are given.

    I do not need their condescension ,
    I do not care what they do to me ,
    I will not follow their customs
    This ёbnutom society.

    You have to recover,
    Get rid of them & quot; great plan & quot;
    Support their false pretenses ,
    See the truth behind their lies .

    Consumers eat naivety
    Like a virus , spreading their ignorance.
    Isolate , fornicate and consume
    Without any development.

    They are not able to understand .
    They grab the world with his soiled hands.
    They are a pleasure to follow the crowd
    And do what they are told .

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