| They forget about the problem by filling the balloon - if it didn’t give a little
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| Memory, hello?
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| Why then do I remember everything as if you and I were tightly tied in a knot?
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| A stack of papers on the ceiling - how to avoid tax
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| I'm moving like a meteor. |
| I'm breaking down. |
| I remember any growth, like a fracture
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| And I remember every drop of sweat that dripped onto my forehead
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| I remember those who could help. |
| Please call - they will come running
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| I remember the minor scale in the phrase "roll up your lip"
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| Remember the pest verdict that sounds convincing
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| I remember that I'm spinning here, remembering my parents' loans
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| About crosses on electrical tape, about ways to burn out and
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| About the requests of everyone to whom, in conscience, I answered
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| I remember those whom I called mine and I remember the reasons
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| I do not forget that everything is by myself. |
| The word of a man
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| Jugs filled with nectar
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| Brother, remember, we circled not in vain!
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| We remember any growth, like a fracture
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| And we remember every drop of sweat that dripped onto the forehead
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| I used to eat every little thing here, call it an anteater,
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| But now for their glades, and for traitors - a leftover
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| Yo, I remember: my car is not freaking out, but my car is breathing in tune
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| In a word: everything should be obtained somehow, but there is only dust in the pockets again
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| I'm spinning, I understand that I'm not lifting. |
| That I don't help my family
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| Son, where are you? |
| Did we set an example for you? |
| Where was the belt...
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| One moment - not a compliment to yourself - but only at the third hour p. |
| m. |
| at home yo san
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| - from malaise, no strength
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| The district is sleeping, not remembering what happened,
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| And I do not sleep, because I remember that the pitchfork
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| Means maliciously laugh at the end, so the end justifies the means
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| When thoughts are consuming
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| The district is sleeping, not remembering what happened,
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| And I do not sleep, because I remember that the pitchfork
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| I don't dare to forget yesterday, and you cleared where the secret is
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| I don't remember Lego as a child, but I remember everything in detail |