Николай Шабуневич - Стихи и лирика 2.0

Dreams that you left in your bed are dead
Beans that you didn’t sore are now to dread
Looking for a joy, find a sadness to share
Don’t hold your breath when you’re scared

Stream will always lead the mob
Scream cause no one is to do your job
Steam is always having a flow
Dreams get ramble when you’re slow

Deem what’s yours not what you wish
Think of what you could have reached
Looking for an order, find some glitch
Don’t keep the word, having no speech

All that you want to have is here
All that you want to share is here
All that you try to be is here
Have what you have and cheers!

Receivers deliver news for the believers
«Left is new right» they can’t stop repeating.
Faithful hungry people barking on the thinkers
Tearing up the middles for a life experience.

Tell me why am I so annoyed of it
If the tolerance is the rule
Look inside my soul and you’ll see
The letters saying…

Receivers deliver some fluids of keenness
Normal state of mind now is called mental illness
Identity for suckers and the sucker is a genius
Mars’s already dead we’re praying the Venus

Ask me why am I so annoyed of it
If the tolerance is the rule
Look inside my soul and you’ll see
The letters saying: «Receive!».

My little one never sleeps
My grown-up always keeps an eye on him
My little one already has fists
My grown-up knows he will give the steam

My little one never accuses
My grown-up is always pleased with him
My little one never looses
My grown-up has soared some beans

My little one never states
My grown-up hasn’t taught him yet
My little one doesn’t know disgrace
My grown-up won’t let him I bet

Living in shadow
Don’t turn to shadow yourself
It’s hard to abandon
It’s tough to cancel as well

Believe in what you feel
Try to touch the light
Catch it with your eyes
And put it deep inside

Inside of you I feel it right

Living in secret
Don’t turn to secret with it
It’s hard to quit
it’s tough to cancel indeed

Believe in what you feel
Try to touch the light
Catch it with your eyes
And put it deep inside

Inside of you I feel it right

Acid ages are pushing us from a room to the stages,
From the rest down to peace and a taste of vengeance.
Parts of my songs being muted are now just fading,
Bent on the arm just points to place I have graduated.

Smiling face now has a neuroticism nature,
And I call a talk what I used to call lectures.
I behave absent-minded when I need service features,
Treating creators like a crawling creatures.

Googling «the beast» I’m looking for «busty»
Jump out of the nest which seems to be nasty
Lust goes last but at least on the list
Of deeds and things that I wish to miss

That was a time when I could not resist.
That was a life, I would never repeat.
And all of the roads that I have had to hit,
Now are hit too hard, they are hit too deep

And dust in the wind that we have had to breathe
Is now in the lungs with a dirt of the years
With the air that’s over or is probably mixed
With a taste of the passionate lollypop kiss.

We never shop for sugar or sweeties,
We are the donators, but not the receivers
We are the past in a talk of a time
We are to blast but never to shine.

And dust in the wind that we have had to breathe
Is now in the lungs with a dirt of the years
With the air that’s over or is probably mixed
With a taste of the passionate lollypop kiss.

Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old
Long time ago when we felt old

Keep your eyes opened
For new highlights. And only
Than you will surely know how to slow…
Down or up. Maybe none
Of them, but what you call a ground
Is melting under your feet.
On and on and now you can see

Keep your mind opened
For brand new thoughts. And mind
Their cost. Otherwise you will be screwed
Up and down Maybe none
Of them, but what you call a ground
Is melting under your feet.
On and on and now you can see

On the run the sun burns harder
Higher ground or land down under

Breathing deep, blowing lungs
Hurry up, it’s not for free
Standing still but facing guns
Watch your moves, don’t let it be

You can die not more than once.
What you say and what they hear
Amplitude of how you bounce is
In between the choice and fear

Stand up! Get down!
Rise up the sound!
Burn up the crown
Or the constitution though

Cracking weep, heavy arms
Hurry up and bend a knee,
Cracking back within a bow
Watch your groove don’t let it be

Staying alive with all reasons to die
Trying the best with at least tiny bite
Keep me here, darling safe and secure
Crying shame of being the dog on a chain
Trying to change but staying the same
Heal me please, give me some cure

Losing our mind but saving some time
Emotional motions blasting a rhyme
Give me a chance to stay only true
Staying around – put your foot down
Finishing the round – recall our bounds
Every me and every you.

You’re the one, you’re mine I’m all yours
Till we gone everything is treat of a love

Oh smoky top of the hill
I can’t even see you,
I can’t even hear you, but I feel
Feel bloody feet on the run
Feel the sun blurred sun

Oh smoky way to the top
I’m wasted with air
I’m stoned with a height, but I won’t stop
Won’t stop bloody feet on the run
Won’t stop getting blind from the sun.

Stepping up rocky hill
Stepping up snowy highland
Airless madness laying on my way
I’m breathing with it,
The high hill trip,
My mind is ripped…

Oh smoky top of the world
I’m unchained,
But also unarmed but I won’t stop
Won’t stop bloody feet on the run
Won’t stop getting blind from the sun.
And Peter has a sword
Today I’m not going to knock that door
I’m not going to meet him, I’m not.