Песня записана 24 сентября 2016 на студии IgLa в Виннипеге, Канада.
Видеоклип https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GB3qZpF6Dn8
High steps
You’re tired of your high steps
Life’s short,
You run until you feel “stop!”
All noise
And you forgot your own voice
Rush-rush
And money makes you feel crushed.
Smoke, smoke...
Some friends
One day become your not-friends
Some loves
May need your money, not trust.
High goals
You’re tired of your high goals.
All’s sucks
Just f... it, sit and relax...
Smoke, smoke...
Every day and every night
You have battles you have fights
Run for goals, run for dreams
No one hears your crazy screams.
Stop your rolling like a rock
Stop your running like a dog
Stop your hunting like a hawk
Simply sit and simply smoke...
Smoke, smoke...
Smoke
© Copyright: Лариса Сегида, 2016
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