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Offline — Живий Вольт by Шпак

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Offline — Живий Вольт

Рок Метал

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Yeah, I have blue light in my eyes, my daily ration.
I took a scent in the pixels. I went out of the window!
My brain is like a server which overheated from lies
Iكرнуло у памяти, я спалил в ци дни.
We all on kegs of bright illusions, In an eternal cycle of digital confusions,
But today I blow up all the bombs, My silence is stronger than a bomb.
The bass guitar enters with a heavy pulse, The voice becomes more aggressive.
Charge to zero and this is my triumph, I cut the cables, I turned off this noise.
I don't need your gloomy paradise, I'm going on a donkey, just watch out.
LeBuh, heavy guitars, double barrel!
I'm on a mini-mall, I'm out of the game, I finally became myself.
No filters, no masks, no awesome reposts, We are on this planet, only wild guests.
Let your towers fall into the fire, I feel the cold of real hands.
This is my offline, my own default.
I'm not a device, I'm a living pain.
The rhythm becomes erratic in the style of the matrix.
Status on the network, the world is going to explode.
If you like, I'll put a cross under your doubts.
Your emotions are just emotions.
You will drown in glances, in a state of hypnosis.
And I want dirt, I want to feel.
At the same time, a heart that cannot be blown.
We are too complicated for their programs.
I cut my interface along the seams.
The music subsides to the ambient.
The voice sounds like through an old radio.
Find me where there is no cover.
Find me where life begins.
No updates, no passwords, no score control.
I'm not a minimalist, I'm outside the game.
I finally became myself.
No filters, no masks, no awesome reposts, We are on this planet, only wild guests.
Let your towers fall into the fire, I feel the cold of real hands.
This is my offline, my own default.
I'm not a device, I'm a living pain.
I, I, I, I.
A sharp breakdown, a slow tempo, heavy blows.
Of mine, minimally blood, maximally truth.
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