Ashes of bridges, stop sign, and where am I?
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Call of the jungle, stomping of antelopes, I've grown up
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Shadows no longer scare, because they cut down all the trees
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Outlines of Maleficent - I throw stilettos at them
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Always, yes, here the struggle is not for freedom, but for goals
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We are waiting for invites to the coliseum and quickly to places in the center
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Does it make sense for everyone to go forward - either to the south or to the north?
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Choosing the principle of a drill - infinite rotation
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Breaking down into details -
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Lego Party
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I'm not perfect sometimes
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And I wish myself death
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Here show-offs and gestures mean -
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Armor of steel and spells
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In this bay, as a result
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I am a paper boat
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I drink rubbish, I eat rubbish
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I feel like crap
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Your poisons are not enough for me
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All hopes are like curses
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I'm getting ready to break castles
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Separating words from flesh
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The ringing of chains under someone's laughter
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The ringing of coins under someone's cry
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(Arkady and Athenian)
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I was immediately trained
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Life in the arena
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There are only one rules in this
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Life in the arena:
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If swords fall
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Then they fall to their knees
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What could be more important
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Life in the arena?
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(Arkady)
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I am knee-deep in phlegm
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And up to your ears in the vulgar and gone shit
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To me -
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Pull out your tongue and mend my mouth
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Freedom - an annex to the prison
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Here
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I have nothing -
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But I'll give it to you too
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To cry and howl
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Echo there through the cities
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Where is cinema, and where is reality?
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Lost in a pile of corpses
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And the judge repeats the verdict:
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"Go tear it up or the lions will eat it"
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Shepherd, the flock opened its mouth
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The power of the red piss is in our snout
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Master, now take off our pants here?
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Happiness is part of being a country to us
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We don't need eternal life
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In mucus, bile, under the gun
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One goal, one reward:
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A whole bursting cannonade
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Under the drum to the bands, the command:
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Through the cities, tear your tonsils there
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Unwind the tracts like garlands
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To hell - and with a trophy back to the fight
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We are ready to destroy castles:
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Stone red
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I became my own weapon:
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Kamikaze
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(Arkady)
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Not a colosseum, but a circus arena
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You are a clown, not a gladiator
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There is no victory here, and a silhouette made of chalk is your trail
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(Athenian)
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Should I follow the call and the whisper of the smell?
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Blood in the sand - indicator light red
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The face of all is one - for the enemy and for the mother, -
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You spit on it, and the outcome is incomprehensible to us
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(Arkady)
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Fanfare, laurels are not needed, you can tear out my tongue:
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Fires will sing for me, dogs will howl for me
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(Athenian)
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Let the metal bend to the sound of glasses
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Demonstrate the degree of incandescence
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The light from the screens is like stars for real
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And I'm not a fighter, I'm an animator
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Let's start watching
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Life in the arena
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Let's start watching
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Life in the arena
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Let's start watching
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Life in the arena |