| Velvet Underground sweetly cuts the ear
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| And you are either a corpse, or one of two
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| The worm devours you on the fly, like swamp foliage
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| My love is now being fucked by a St. Petersburg cock
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| I'm exhausted without her like a fucking romantic
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| And I'm still writing about her, fuck, just look
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| But my dick in your cunt is a sure sign
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| Remember, the rules are the same everywhere
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| And we could serve in intelligence and play movies,
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| But we are nothingness and stare at the screen in shit
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| Yes, we are shit, we eat shit and give birth to shit
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| Bio-garbage will crawl out and the cycle will repeat again
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| Even though the brand will turn into a carpet
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| A fucking drug addict is only a fucking drug addict
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| But BMW, on your body under the road sign
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| The rules are the same everywhere
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| The rapper wants to spin like the little eyes of the down
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| But all that notices him is only the eyes of a down
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| You boast of the pure blood of a Slav
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| After all, I didn’t see how Azeri fucked your mother in the sauna
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| There is no more beautiful flora and fauna,
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| But your flora is pornhub, your fauna is hares. |
| No
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| And in "distress" T-shirts, punks are digging into iPhones
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| The rules are the same everywhere
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| And you weren't born because you're fucking needed here,
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| And so that mom and dad are not silent at dinner
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| After all, you are just a continuation of their relationship.
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| Miraculously not blown up on a frog
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| Your little sister sits on my dick
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| She is warm in my arms, as in a mother's womb
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| I fuck her, she thinks you're an asshole
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| The rules are the same everywhere
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| The rules are the same everywhere
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| The rules are the same everywhere |