Lyrics
[Verse]
In the grey streets of my hometown, I walk alone
In this poor post-soviet country, a place we call our own
The weight of everyday routine, it's hard to bear
The sun sets early, darkness fills the air
[Verse 2]
The factories stand abandoned, a symbol of decay
Hopelessness surrounds us, as dreams fade away
We count our pennies, struggle to survive
In this world so stagnant, where hope cannot thrive
[Chorus]
Oh, the inevitable death, it's drawing near
But in the emptiness, we find solace, my dear
In the rhythm of the drum machine, we find a release
In this sad and depressive melody, our souls find peace
[Verse]
In a small town, shrouded in gray
Post-Soviet echoes whisper through the decay
As the sun sets, casting shadows long and cold
We're trapped in an everyday routine that feels so old
[Verse 2]
Empty streets lined with crumbling buildings
Hope fades away, and desperation is filling
The clock ticks slowly, each passing day the same
We dance to the rhythm of sorrow, trapped in this game
[Chorus]
Shadows of desolation, they surround
Inevitable death, whispers without a sound
As we navigate the everyday grind with despair
A bleak existence, just trying to breathe in this air
[Verse]
In a small town, shrouded in gray
Post-Soviet echoes whisper through the decay
As the sun sets, casting shadows long and cold
We're trapped in an everyday routine that feels so old
[Verse 2]
Empty streets lined with crumbling buildings
Hope fades away, and desperation is filling
The clock ticks slowly, each passing day the same
We dance to the rhythm of sorrow, trapped in this game
[Chorus]
Shadows of desolation, they surround
Inevitable death, whispers without a sound
As we navigate the everyday grind with despair
A bleak existence, just trying to breathe in this air
[Instrumental]
[End]
