Fallen Wood Makes A Sound

Lyrics by Egor Chernopazov. Music and voicing generated by Suno AI. Lyrics: [Verse 1] The truth is naughty, illuminati, They think they know a lot at their white party, But there are a lot of simple people, Who aren’t that simple if they’ve got their freedom. I’m not a real gangsta, but there’re some real, Feeding you what makes a good deal, Not allowed to choose your way, Being you is something you’ve to pay well. [Verse 2] Oh man, I know how hard it is, To get yourself at least onto your knees, But the knees are tired, and your desires Are traumatizing like driving without tires. Sometimes it’s good to stay in place, Waiting for the highway disaster to end, To think and learn, and find the turn, So you don’t painfully die and burn. [Chorus] You live in dark, you saw no ark, But you’re not seen, so you can rest in nearby park, Without fear of being sealed, Or forced to play their games until it get