Gas, gas, gas
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Time strangles brushes, time strangles brushes
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My time is choking brushes
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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Three hundred thousand on the wrist mean nothing
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It is more important for me that these hands, as before, are dragging
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Life (mine) has no meaning, and this is its charm
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I exist, because I could ... Having fun before death
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I throw my body into hell, I break into adventures
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My schemes are illogical, I'm like Raphael's angel
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I gave up trying all the search for truth
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Really stupid people
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I myself became stupid at the moment when I realized -
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Ignorance is my true light
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I would like to reset to zero with nature at the moment
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Go to the world of pure ideas
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I don't want to judge, I don't want to praise
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I dream of melting like snow
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I missed so much, the names are in the past
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Here you can only be sad, but I never regret
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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How much can you dissolve in the values of others?
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Let it be very difficult for me, but I want to live my
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And let these people condemn me with contempt, but
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I ask that you all have Chatsky - and who are the judges?
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And I'm tired of being silent when I want to say it in person
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Let me be a stranger rather than be a quiet scoundrel
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No one dares to destroy my Magic City —
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I will rise up a mountain
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If the world is a cradle of sorrow
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I'm like Hanks from the movie Cast Away
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It's better to be never born
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Than to plunge headlong into evil and good,
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But I will learn to live without these illusions
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If I'm destined to live
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My children... They are happy... After all, they were not born into the world
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Dreams ... You are so beautiful ... There is simply no better world
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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Time strangles brushes - my happiness into oblivion
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Willows shed their leaves to bloom again
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These passport numbers are only inventions of people
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I embrace my thoughts, the mind is woven from ideas
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Time strangles brushes, time strangles brushes
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My time is choking brushes, time is choking brushes
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Time strangles brushes, my time strangles brushes
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My time is choking the brushes, my time is choking the brushes |