TILEGRES - October Rains | Текст песни

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• October Rains

(Verse 1)

It is not me and you, now it’s me, it’s you
That’s you, whose brain I take and let a thunderbolt go through
To do, what you can’t do, ‘cause “stand up and fight” sounds new to you
Always raise that hue and cry, ubiquitous blow-heads, only few remain real true
Claims out of the blue, not new, just glued to TV and smoke bamboo, don’t you, um?
All they want is a juicy beat to dance to when they are drunk as fuck
That’s the way it is tied up, dead end, tunnel ends and the train gets stuck
Those who try and seek, they see the crack in a wall and break that rock
I learn my lessons as I progress in any case round the clock around the globe
Never say “nope”, regardless of the slope, I coped, though was just twelve years old
The peripeties of the upcoming drama just started taking their shape and flow
I already knew what I was not supposed to know, but sometimes some things go out of the control
Divorced, between two poles, already grown, on my own, wow
Only God and only this song know the truth I put in this rhyming row
I can’t trust nobody, but the further I go, more I am tempted to try it on
Holes in a heart, can you see these flaws? I wanna talk to you, life, pick the phone
If you don’t wanna your last bright chance and hope be gone, c’mon

(Hook)

No one cares about these songs
No one, no one
No one cares about your wrongs
No one, no one
No one gives a fuck
No one, no one
And then we ask why this world sucks
Call him, call her
No one can love today
No one, no one
No one has nice words to say
No one, no one
Maybe, I am the last one left
Who, who still believes
October rains, golden leaves
One, one, one who tries and seeks

(Verse 2)

It is hard to move with the cargo on your back
But you gotta move, or you’ll be dead
Nobody wants you to succeed, they don’t say that
That’s what they think. I do fucking step
And their black ink won’t dirt on me and stain my white cool hat
I see the hatred, they don’t like me, my verses are truth, damn, who likes that?
I don’t understand when people do good and then start to reproach for that
Well, I understand, they run for the bread, but that’s so fucked up, heart rate is flat
Whom you try to impress? Me? Look, take my mind and look at my past
But you won’t, I guess, because you can’t, ‘cause I am not like you, I’m unsurpassed
Everything I do, I do with a heart, and, in fact, I did that too many times
That’s the way I am, my stamp with a frame, always priceless, fuck your dimes
When they spread their rumors, I spread my rhymes, and then you ask who commit these “crimes”?
I see who lie, ‘cause I know what lie is, chimes beat twelve, well, what the time is
Now, breathe, if I could I would sheathe myself, but I’m a part of this
And she is, she is herself with no make-up and no tricks
And if you think I talk about you, no, you’re wrong, miss
I talk about her, talk about life, she is life … bitch

(Hook)

(Verse 3)

Emphasis on my metaphors is strict and strong as never before
I cannot just sit back and watch, and feel how my heart hits the floor
They say I’m not this, they say I’m not that, but take a minute and look in a mirror
You see? And I see you very clear from afar in my rear mirror
Now
I don’t give a fuck about your opinion that you pretend to put on me
You can’t creep into my perspective, too hard, too high in some degree
I see nobody stopping me, and even my buddies can’t stop this beat
Let’s do some geometric basics, there’re some planes that you can’t hit
I still believe I’m not alone who distinguishes shit that just happens
That looks blur, I know, my friend, as if we’ve got stuck in Manhattan
Man in white, walking through the mayhem, reading scripts in Medieval Latin
That does not make any fuckin sense, the silver screen is being blackened
If I don’t cry in public it doesn’t mean I don’t cry inside of myself
But men don’t cry, they ju

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