| hot coffee in the rain
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| and three rubles for change.
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| lines in notepad
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| I'm so used to my new style
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| hone.
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| when alone, when there is no way out,
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| and no money.
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| and from you there is only the smell on our bed.
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| because I've been waiting for you,
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| shaking in cold sweat.
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| all that's left is a photo
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| on the wall, and weakness.
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| I remember swore to all the gods that more
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| so I won't love.
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| Apparently he lied to himself.
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| my glass is empty again.
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| I believe you will come soon
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| and everything will go its own way.
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| we will put everything in its place,
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| and I can write here
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| and become the most fucked up for you.
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| one bite, one hit.
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| my dreams are an asshole.
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| I so wanted to see a dream
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| where there is no pain
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| in which I am alone with the guitar in unison,
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| could play a melody
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| your soul.
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| could run among the planets
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| and smash our enemies,
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| like I'm a character from an old movie
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| mosfilm.
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| and you will leave to prosper, and I will stay
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| rot further.
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| under a layer of dust
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| forget how to love
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| and how you were loved.
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| this album is my death note, you hear
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| I'm leaving and never coming back to where the sun shines.
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| From now on, my companion is universal
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| And vulgar, capricious, meticulous,
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| But all the same, native sadness.
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| And may your soul forgive me
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| For the demons inside, forgive me for being a misanthrope.
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| because I didn't love it.
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| And this time I finally
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| Decided here and put everything on the line.
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| To create this shelter,
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| I gave up everything.
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| your boy
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| For every new material
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| Dived right to the bottom of the glass.
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| He got him out of tears
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| Sculpted out of malice to a world where it's in fashion
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| Fucking, and music is just a mass anesthesia for meat.
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| Look, my eyes are burning.
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| I give myself to it completely and without reserve.
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| There is an idea.
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| Why do I need a home?
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| concrete block,
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| in which we
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| When inside here
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| The whole world,
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| Even the worlds
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| I will guide you through them.
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| Just hold me
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| Erase everyone else
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| And don't let me fall in love.
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| Wherever you wear it.
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| We pump eternity to ourselves intravenously,
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| Someone is a companion around a perfect planet.
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| Grief is not washed down with coffee.
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| Something for us, but stronger, to calm the yearning eternity.
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| I won't open my veins.
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| My heart is in your hands.
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| Kill me now |