Oh, it smells like giblets, he's dead on the bed
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The trunk, he did not steal, but borrowed from Bati
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Oh, the blood flows in streams, and the money is in the diplomat
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He lied for so long, he himself believed that he would give a ride
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Oh, it smells like giblets (he's dead on the bed)
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The trunk, he didn't steal it (but borrowed it from Bati)
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Ay, in the meat all over the face (I'll throw the body under the bridge)
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There is a ring on his hand (it will also float to the bottom)
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You buried me beyond the Moscow Ring Road
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fed me with earth
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But I got out of hell
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And came back for you
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You assured me that you love (yes-yes-yes-yes)
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And we're together forever
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Knew you would kill me
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I need your soul
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Oh, it smells like giblets, he's dead on the bed
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The trunk, he did not steal, but borrowed from Bati
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Oh, we were friends, midnight on the dial
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Whoever loses, yes, only both pay
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Oh, it smells like giblets (he's dead on the bed)
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The trunk, he did not steal (but borrowed from Bati)
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Ay, it's dark in here (maybe he's still alive?)
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What hurt, then passed (he is now like a stranger to me)
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You buried me beyond the Moscow Ring Road (beyond the Moscow Ring Road)
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fed me with earth
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But I got out of hell
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And came back for you (for you)
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You assured me that you love (yes-yes-yes-yes)
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And we're together forever
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Knew you would kill me
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I need your soul
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I loved his hands so much
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But now they don't heat up
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Anguish froze in his eyes
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His lips turn blue
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I loved his hands so much
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But now they don't heat up
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Anguish froze in his eyes
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His lips turn blue
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You buried me beyond the Moscow Ring Road (beyond the Moscow Ring Road)
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fed me with earth
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But I got out of hell
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And came back for you
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You assured me that you love (yes-yes-yes-yes)
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And we're together forever
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Knew you would kill me
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I need your soul |