Chorus:
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There is less struggle, people are more slaves.
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What kind of deer and such fruits, everything is from the bulldozer.
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There is less essence and more water.
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And we are not we, we are now mute.
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Mouths are sewn up, foreheads are rammed with their foreheads.
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What about you? |
They are for peace, just give them war.
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Not in this life will we burn bridges.
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And if not so, but if yes, if only.
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First couplet:
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The father looked at his son, he gave hope,
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Son grew up this hope checked between.
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Everyone is drowning for principles with foam at the mouth,
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Oks, well, let's do it like in a scoop: he fucked - get married.
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You can’t give an accurate forecast here, there is a side effect.
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Fate will not make me, the more I am juicy,
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The meaning of the interline is encrypted more trenchantly than enigma.
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We are here in wonderland, the edge of wonders is invisible.
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If there was a happy cat from life,
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The contrast would have been adjusted so as not to be so dull.
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Golovnyak guys, solarium, fitness madam,
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Wake up, take a picture of breakfast, post it on Instagram.
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If I knew the buyback, I would live in Sochi,
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Noose strangles life, buyback is hidden.
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The hungry is not a friend to the one who is full.
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Insipid bole, although there is so much water around.
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We would have healed, but if yes, if only.
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Chorus:
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There is less struggle, people are more slaves.
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What kind of deer and such fruits, everything is from the bulldozer.
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There is less essence and more water.
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And we are not we, we are now mute.
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Mouths are sewn up, foreheads are rammed with their foreheads.
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What about you? |
They are for peace, just give them war.
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Not in this life will we burn bridges.
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And if not so, but if yes, if only. |