It's the third night already
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When no one came
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I don't even feel sorry for myself anymore
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Cold don't warm you up
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Just a click of coins
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Although you're twenty-five
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Yy get out of hunger
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Like pipes in an old house
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And it was already hot when
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Beloved passed by
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Until recently, this one
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Not recognizing that it is you
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California, it's you - California!
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Like yesterday that ballet, friends
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It is He who will give you a try for the first time
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Then from the grain, today from the mirror he scares me
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From under the lipstick
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A stranger, not your face
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Kneel among the crumbs of dream
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She cried:
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This is not how it should be!
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The lamp is gone
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In this darkness she did not know
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Whether it's blood dripping or California, it's you - California!
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It hurts night after day that you can't see the ceiling
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Don't actually ask about your feelings
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As you go through the series with no names
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It does not bother, it actually does not exist.
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When I miss you, I ate it
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Gd will kill even shame
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You still remember saying:
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California- don't be afraid of anything!
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The body was losing feeling
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The color of the dream was gone
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One thing you remember, he says:
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California- don't be afraid of anything!
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He passed again
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Peko in you every last time
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Then there was a crowd around
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He is lying silently like this
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And no one sees it
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What was in her hand
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And no one sees it
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How did she go the other way ...
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He says: don't be afraid Don't be afraid of anything! |
California! |