Текст песни От бухла на деревне не спрячется - Влад Нежный

The darkest hour before the light
A hidden tressure plain in sight
For a moment standing still
They say we're crazy they say we're ill
What they don't understand they fear inside
What they don't understand they try to hide
You can't hide from us you can't, you can't, you can't hide from us