В черную утробу свои бросая мечты,
Раздувая злобу, к другим сжигая мосты.
Забираясь выше, не поддаваться,
Погружаясь глубже, не увлекаться.

Вроде быть я должен мудрей с каждым годом,
Но из скучного класса удрал черным ходом.
Пусть орет учитель, а мне наплевать,
Ведь таким, как я, трудней всего ждать.

Не старайся безгрешно жить.
Не пытайся всегда правым быть.
Не стремись в себя лишь уйти,
Раскаешься горько в конце пути.

Не старайся безгрешно жить.
Не пытайся всегда правым быть.
Не стремись в себя лишь уйти,
Раскаешься горько в конце пути.

оригинальный текст:

Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down.
Break into the contents, never falling down.

My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man yelled at me twice though, but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.

In the black womb of their casting dreams
Inflating anger, the other burning bridges.
Climbing higher, not to give in,
Plunging deeper, not to get involved.

Like I'm supposed to be wiser every year,
But from a boring class snuck out the back door.
Let the teacher yelling, and I don't care
Because like me, very difficult to wait.

Don't try to live a sinless life.
Do not always try to be right.
Seek not only to leave,
Will regret bitterly in the end.

Don't try to live a sinless life.
Do not always try to be right.
Seek not only to leave,
Will regret bitterly in the end.

original text:

Cultivate your hunger before you idealize.
Motivate your anger to make them all realize.
Climbing the mountain, never coming down.
Break into the contents, never falling down.

My knee is still shaking, like I was twelve,
Sneaking out of the classroom, by the back door.
A man yelled at me twice though, but I didn't care.
Waiting is wasting for people like me.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.

Don't try to live so wise.
Don't cry 'cause you're so right.
Don't dry with fakes or fears,
'Cause you will hate yourself in the end.