Late when the beetles are crossing the road,
luckier predators carry the load
and hungrier throats are cruising the city of dreams,
city of statues and city of meshes,
of flat-feet and cannibals, cages and stashes,
of cars and skyscrapers, of gunmen and fa''ots and ''ores,
Listen at me!
I'm not afraid
of the melancholy drama you played
I'm taking back the attention I paid
For good I go renegade
For good I go renegade
Discover where I evade
And cut my neck with a blade,
For good I go renegade
For good I go renegade
For good I go renegade
It's a decision I made
And let me be outplayed,
For good I go renegade
Сlog of a blood clot, hardcovers of Talmud
from flogging to flogging, from spell mood to spell mood,
so couple against couple and three against diamond three.
Checking the pulse someone silently sighs
and spitting aside drops one more cube of ice,
and scanning the screen someone's saying I'm paying the price.
Listen at me!
I'm not afraid
of your reciting as though you prayed
hurrying, leaving, I'm shutting the gate
For good I go renegade... [1..9]
Closing the door, I wish you the best,
Dropping the phone call, I wish you the best,
May all the winds of the farewell rest on your chest.
Original: altwall.net/texts.php?show=tequilajazzz&number=39901
Original/audio: music.yandex.ru/album/58904/track/549231
Original/video: www.youtube.com/watch?v=BFlTT5o_hAo