You are here because you have taste
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I pretend that I don't care about you
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I don't talk nonsense and I don't fuss
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You want wine, but order juice
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Like a book I read your eyes
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And I can tell a lot about them
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It's too early to leave
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And you would run away from the crown
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I am what you didn't have yet
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That slutty demon
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Show morality, who she is, where she is.
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If not for me, what would you do
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Here, here gray longing
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Moscow misses us outside the window
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You twisted your fingers at your temple
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Get ready, no one will look for us
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Chorus. |
Artem Dogma
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Let's go to the red
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It's not safe with me
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And without resisting, you already agree to everything
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Let's go to the red
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It's not safe with me
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And without resisting, you already agree to everything
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Let's go to the red
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By morning you will be at home
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And then we'll forget
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What were you familiar with
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Verse 2. Artem Dogma
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You dangle your legs and look down
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A brush is crying for your beauty
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You know that I'm not a medalist
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And life handed me my diploma
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I open any door
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In the city of only blue bloods
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He tells you "don't be shy",
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But I'm hiding something up my sleeve
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Get everything out of your head
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And don't think, don't guess where it will take you
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With you guide from the bottom
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Taking the most precious piece (Oh oh)
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You will dial me
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It's like you haven't forgotten your scarf,
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But I don't believe it's more important
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Soon you will be here again
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Chorus. |
Artem Dogma
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Let's go to the red
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It's not safe with me
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And without resisting, you already agree to everything
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Let's go to the red
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It's not safe with me
|
And without resisting, you already agree to everything
|
Let's go to the red
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By morning you will be at home
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And then we'll forget
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What were you familiar with |