[Style: Self-Ironic Russian Rock, Stand-up Comedy Rock, Sarcastic Pop-Rock. Male vocals: tired, slightly cynical, but with a spark of hope. Pace: mid-tempo, like a slow realization. Instruments: melancholic electric guitar, dry drums, maybe a little piano. Mood: funny-sad, confessional, like talking to a therapist at 3 AM. The song builds from tired confession to ironic anthem, then collapses into a whispered philosophical finale.] (Song starts with a single, slightly out-of-tune guitar chord and a tired sigh)