Stop, play
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Stop, play
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Stop, play
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Stop, play
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Stop, play
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Stop, play
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Stop, play
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I don't believe it will get better
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I believe it will be the way you choose to go
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And where you choose to go
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How fast you decide to go
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Who you choose to go with
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And why you choose to go
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Stop standing and go
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We are small like humans
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We are so small
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They don't have the conviction to change anything
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We know from an early age where the ground is and where the ceiling is
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Where we have a paddock
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And that there is really only one boss
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And how our story will end
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And that our apartment is just one box
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And also without a door
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And I don't want to drink around strangers
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And we refuse to move on
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The wind is not blowing, it is still windless
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We want that VIP even if we don't care who invited us
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We want that catering, even if we don't eat what we don't know the packaging from
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We want those drinks that we would never get ourselves in a bar
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And we'll borrow a jacket for the gala, which doesn't fit us, but has the company logo on it
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You can't let a ship sail that sails just to sail
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It will have no face and no direction, never
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Ah
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Get out of my way, I found my pace and direction, yeah
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I say yes instead of yes
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And maybe I don't want to use anymore |
And instead of no I say sir
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We no longer take it as a given, but it's take it or leave it, it's fair or not
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nothing, is it sit or lie down, it's hell to say
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That you give a shit about being Czech
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Say stop to our music
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If it sucks you, like it's without balls, and it doesn't arouse anything in people,
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there's no point in liking her
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Screw her and bye music, good
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And don't write those comments, because the bad game will grow unnecessarily
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I don't need a fake and a night at that bar called guess who
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I'll give you shit on that honor
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And I'll never trade shoes for that humility
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And I'm not going to make a fuss about the logo
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Sorry dude, but I was there
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When that business was built with music
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I did music, graphics, booking and merch so that the scene went quiet again for a year
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I listened to the dictation
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That I am a brat and a child and that Prague is not mine
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And I'm not a winner that our shows are funerals and I'm not the guy that can hold the mic,
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without being an animal
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That I can never see the light when I'm in a hole and never this and never that
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never say never, fuck you, whore
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step
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Stop, play
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step |
Stop, play
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step, two, three
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You go miles and they still never, never, never believe you
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step
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Stop, play
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step
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Stop, play
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So I say stop, stop it inside yourself and take a step, two, three
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You go miles and they still never, never, never believe you |