As if they galloped to the stars through thorns
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With a measured glass, we will probably live
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Again you smoke nervously in the evening twilight
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Don't rush (yeah) first
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Yeu, while still studying at the university, we cut our aorta
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The consequences of everything, not believing like a herd of stubborn
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In endless fear of being overboard
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Our wives have abortions, but to hell!
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Having chosen that one in life, and forgetting about the dream
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As if crossing the road to a black cat,
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But the cat will survive, believing in his dream
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Unlike them without ways to kneel
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These people are dumb, these people are not us
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Tears were visible, but what about guilt?
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Being careful can make it up to lies
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The laws of God are not higher than the laws of heaven
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Then she will come and won't want to leave
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I don't know at three o'clock in the morning or at three o'clock at night
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Cold chair, if you want, go find yourself
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Identified by the tag on the big toe
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People jumped to the stars through thorns
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With a measured glass, we will probably live
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Again you smoke nervously in the evening twilight
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The first one doesn’t rush, the worms are waiting for you!
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As if they galloped to the stars through thorns
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With a measured glass, we will probably live
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Again you smoke nervously in the evening twilight
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The first one doesn’t rush, the worms are waiting for you!
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Worms swarm underfoot after rain
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In the rectum, the first one is carried for you
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This bad smell puts pressure on their nerves
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The brain is almost a broth, but as long as it is true to the body
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Do not shout loudly until there is no reason
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Laughter tears apart the Bochin districts
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Stand on swords, let's get off the stove
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Do you see the light in the night?
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You can even wet your pants
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There is something to think about, to climb at gunpoint, but what
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All from fear in the urine (worms will not eat you)
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You will walk along these paths and not be devoured
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Throw away the vaccine, here infected with hip-hop
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Do not confuse the banks, the river takes you away
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You see my hand is there, if you are the devil, then bye
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We are prescribed the Criminal Code, in the form of a bruise
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You are in the form of a corpse, for food for the worm
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People jumped to the stars through thorns
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With a measured glass, we will probably live
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Again you smoke nervously in the evening twilight
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The first one doesn’t rush, the worms are waiting for you! |
(what?)
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E, worms are waiting for you, che-che-worms
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Che, che-che-worms (what?)
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Rip (che-che-worms)
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Eat! |