| Dawn!
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| Your phone is ringing, those eyes are there
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| But don't pick up the phone and don't call
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| You don't need to go to the woods
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| Bring your own to the city
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| The path to the world that gives a wonderful forest
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| One film for a lifetime
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| Go for a moment into the thicket
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| Take your ashes to the city and return to kill
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| Blood of young maidens
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| It's a totem to watch
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| Leaves, whether the shadow will fall on top
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| We are walking on a large field
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| We see signs in total darkness
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| There are countless of us here - we leave a trace
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| The sky hangs down from the mountains so much that I can't see my face
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| Everything mixed white background,
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| And when we wake up, it will be a clear day
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| This new day
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| In style I'm flying home
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| Shelby is a fresh background. |
| Okay, you won't understand
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| She leaves at the door
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| If you want to do - I will return only what time prevents me
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| At night we fly in the opposite direction
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| Dawn!
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| Your phone is ringing, those eyes are there
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| But don't pick up the phone and don't call
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| You don't need to go to the woods
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| The right path to the world that gives away the wonderful forest
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| One film for a lifetime
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| Go for a moment into the thicket
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| Take your ashes to the city and return to kill
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| It's all a game, but I macro rhythms
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| Control the animal through the machine
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| The principle of action is damn, I have been smoking this joint for a long time
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| For 10 years they lie on the squares in a dream
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| And capture this new day as an element
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| Grandmaster death is in business, if you are sitting opposite there are no passengers
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| E, wow!
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| Yes, this is where everything happens.
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| The dark corridor turns into a window in reverse
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| And people fly out like it's not there, bitch
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| Shel— (Shel—, Shel—)
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| —By! |