| In the background, conversations in raised tones
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| The pressure of adrenaline kills fear
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| Details in my head, good job
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| So that the family is not left without bread
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| It's time to hit the jackpot already and on light
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| In old shorts, a shabby T-shirt
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| Exit the new 200
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| And watch the kids in front of the house sit on the lawn
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| So many attempts and all in vain
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| If I met God I protested loudly
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| If I met fortune, I would grab it by the mane
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| It will be easier with her, they definitely won’t accept her
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| We know this world by mistake
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| Someone lives his whole life on others, cashing in
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| Someone lives by honor, someone lives by giving
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| But for some reason they all miss
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| I'll be a bastard, I'll get good luck
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| I'll put it in my pockets like a currency
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| We are carried in life to where we are lucky
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| You will be brother, I will be there too
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| I'll be a bastard, I'll get good luck
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| I will not forget everyone who helped me in this
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| We are carried in life to where we are lucky
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| You will be brother, I will be there too
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| In the back, the conversations all faded away
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| Prayer in my head is like a bulletproof vest
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| In an old car, yes to a new life
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| Good luck, if not then hold on
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| If this life wasn't so stubborn
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| It wouldn't end in a hole
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| If we were a little richer
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| Would walk along the highway in the mode without change
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| In the luggage of iron for about 5 years
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| But we honestly give a fuck about it somehow
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| Our goal is to raise their goal is not to give
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| It is possible that the iron will have to shoot
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| Rubbed money and for justice
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| Frightened by the fact that they did not even dream
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| No one understands how things have changed
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| But everything turned out the way it did |