Social chameleon // Badder and Badder

come to our concert in Moscow on 3d of June - lyrics: think you are in comfort surrounded by this toxic waste while finding thousand traumas you’re supposed to hide keep down your tears suppressed is what they call extremely based even more you cant form a sentence thus abide waiting for people to give up detesting all things you adore but mutual hatred is the only common trait if every person smells like shit in every battle of this war maybe it’s you who’s shitted up here, dear mate. each goddamn day is like i won’t wake up the next, this purple sky means i am dying or i’m probably on acid the rain goes downside up, celestial bodies peer like giant eyes i’m simply tired of social laws being tacit i cannot find myself (stick in my reptile eyes) behind those social roles (and watch my green scales grow) it’s not about my health (just don’t do suicide) but coping with those falls (that stuff kills, you know) covering all your sins behind the bloodless filthy ashy mask or is it that you demonstrate them by this plaster? pretending you are one of those grand gypsum roman gods but do you know how this know-how turns out to be a great disaster? being-cool-bullshit is what has been blowing through my goddamn mind, there’s literally kind of cesspool in my brain i’m studying science to build mechanism to turn back time and make my parents never meet to quit existing with no pain surprisingly it’s their decision if they give a birth or not but who the fuck did ask the child who’s meant to live? inside of every unicorn is indecisive rot prosperity of yours is only wished by thieves keep seeking every prisoner’s adore in their puked-up cells without admitting thoughts of reciprocity wait… what if all of them covertly love somebody else and you’re the only filled with goddamn fucking bullshit bullocks bastard asshole furiosity