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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic.
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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic.
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Those beautiful eyes, the colors of summer, she is so alone and at times timid,
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He sits on VKontakte, reads comments on his album, puts a lot of hearts,
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Changes ava to attract attention, constantly writes love confessions to her,
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But not from the one to whom she is attracted, turns on love songs and sings in silence.
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He updates his page a hundred times, wants to write, but again lets go of his hands,
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He is online, she has a smile on her face, something is beating inside, it looks like a heart.
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He presses the exit, goes to bed, dreams about him, only there she remains alone with him,
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As usual, it has become customary for her, she enters mail, a password, she looks for it on the network, but it is not there.
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And he walks, does not go on the Internet, she waits until the last, he is still not there,
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She is offended, he does not even know her, he is looking for the moment when he will tell him everything.
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Too fragile, afraid to take a step, and suddenly refuse or misunderstand,
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She is with her friends, asking them for advice, texting “hello” and hitting cancel.
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Tears drip on the keyboard, not sure of herself, considers herself a fool,
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He puts statuses with a small hint, he can enter, read, understand everything.
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But does he need all this, this contact, sites, he lives today, he doesn’t roll for tomorrow.
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She has exams, but her head is full of others, from the moment she appeared, she has not been
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sleeping,
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Wants to learn, become a little braver and enjoy it all the time.
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I didn’t manage it, I dragged on for months, so stupid,
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But the truth is in her eyes, he put a joint with his beloved.
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It was wild and somehow unexpected for her, she let go of her hands as if they had pierced her heart,
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And all because she didn’t start a conversation, deleted the page,
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He did not give rest, and she so wanted to have two of them.
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Chorus:
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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic.
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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic.
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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic.
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Love over the network, love through the screen, a song in MP3 and a scar on the heart,
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She dies there alone, she wanted children with his patronymic. |