Day. Day after day I wake up in the same f*cking
Day. Had hope for tomorrow, I woke up and it's just
Today. I need my remote to skip only a couple of
Years. next, next, next, next, next, next
STARICHOK 2025 lending land on Mars
Getting cash from Musk, spending that on dust
Start to snort many many lines many many times
Getting very high jetting through the sky like I'm the Tesla
Aye, I feel like I'm blessed bruv, but with a lot of side effects, huh
Someone must have messed up. Damn god, better debug the f*cking
Program. I found some problems, will bug report them:
This world has drugs and I am on them
I can't trust you. I can't trust me
All I can say is "Just, please, bitch, stop this shit I need
Something to hold on to, I'm drowning in hate, aye
Mainly from myself, aye. Relieve me from that, aye"
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Not really sure about that
Hope having hope alright
But historical data
Suggests that it's all f*cked up
Sleep deep and pray to fake god not to wake up
Be sheep. Obey what they say, stay away and don't ever
Think, please. Stray till the day when you lay in your grave
In peace. This is the decease that will cease the existence
Of free will. Just keep me in chains. Keep me in check
Can give me a cheque but I won't sell myself
It's not like I can. I am in a cell
Controlled by the men who dictate what you can and can't
Say. I'll pay you a fee for you to enslave me, my king
Then I will make you a plate. Hope you ate very well
And you won't re-elect any more. No, no, no
Want the dough even though all your wallets overflow
Our lord is a bit of a lazy boy - copy-paste every day to create the whole world
If your soul can be sold why the f*ck don't you buy a new house, lots of drugs?
Can't be worse than your life
And don't try to bring up the deal's price, you know you don't need much
If you've been made in his image then he is a bit of a retard
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Starichok - Grey Lyrics
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Day. Day after day I wake up in the same f*cking
Day. Had hope for tomorrow, I woke up and it's just
Today. I need my remote to skip only a couple of
Years. next, next, next, next, next, next
STARICHOK 2025 lending land on Mars
Getting cash from Musk, spending that on dust
Start to snort many many lines many many times
Getting very high jetting through the sky like I'm the Tesla
Aye, I feel like I'm blessed bruv, but with a lot of side effects, huh
Someone must have messed up. Damn god, better debug the f*cking
Program. I found some problems, will bug report them:
This world has drugs and I am on them
I can't trust you. I can't trust me
All I can say is "Just, please, bitch, stop this shit I need
Something to hold on to, I'm drowning in hate, aye
Mainly from myself, aye. Relieve me from that, aye"
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Not really sure about that
Hope having hope alright
But historical data
Suggests that it's all f*cked up
Sleep deep and pray to fake god not to wake up
Be sheep. Obey what they say, stay away and don't ever
Think, please. Stray till the day when you lay in your grave
In peace. This is the decease that will cease the existence
Of free will. Just keep me in chains. Keep me in check
Can give me a cheque but I won't sell myself
It's not like I can. I am in a cell
Controlled by the men who dictate what you can and can't
Say. I'll pay you a fee for you to enslave me, my king
Then I will make you a plate. Hope you ate very well
And you won't re-elect any more. No, no, no
Want the dough even though all your wallets overflow
Our lord is a bit of a lazy boy - copy-paste every day to create the whole world
If your soul can be sold why the f*ck don't you buy a new house, lots of drugs?
Can't be worse than your life
And don't try to bring up the deal's price, you know you don't need much
If you've been made in his image then he is a bit of a retard
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Day. Had hope for tomorrow, I woke up and it's just
Today. I need my remote to skip only a couple of
Years. next, next, next, next, next, next
STARICHOK 2025 lending land on Mars
Getting cash from Musk, spending that on dust
Start to snort many many lines many many times
Getting very high jetting through the sky like I'm the Tesla
Aye, I feel like I'm blessed bruv, but with a lot of side effects, huh
Someone must have messed up. Damn god, better debug the f*cking
Program. I found some problems, will bug report them:
This world has drugs and I am on them
I can't trust you. I can't trust me
All I can say is "Just, please, bitch, stop this shit I need
Something to hold on to, I'm drowning in hate, aye
Mainly from myself, aye. Relieve me from that, aye"
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Not really sure about that
Hope having hope alright
But historical data
Suggests that it's all f*cked up
Sleep deep and pray to fake god not to wake up
Be sheep. Obey what they say, stay away and don't ever
Think, please. Stray till the day when you lay in your grave
In peace. This is the decease that will cease the existence
Of free will. Just keep me in chains. Keep me in check
Can give me a cheque but I won't sell myself
It's not like I can. I am in a cell
Controlled by the men who dictate what you can and can't
Say. I'll pay you a fee for you to enslave me, my king
Then I will make you a plate. Hope you ate very well
And you won't re-elect any more. No, no, no
Want the dough even though all your wallets overflow
Our lord is a bit of a lazy boy - copy-paste every day to create the whole world
If your soul can be sold why the f*ck don't you buy a new house, lots of drugs?
Can't be worse than your life
And don't try to bring up the deal's price, you know you don't need much
If you've been made in his image then he is a bit of a retard
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
Every day feels like every other day
Tell the faith to stop trynna penetrate
Too much grey, need a coloured overlay
Gonna paint it with red out of my vein
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
I lost my hope in next day, next month
I lost my hope in next year, next life
What hope should I have at next place, next time?
That is correct - have none, damn right
Writer: Gleb Dianov
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid