I didn’t even think that we would be able to get off the common orbit
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We have become friendlier than the heroes of the film "1 + 1"
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Brothers, even we were almost all here
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They would shoot Fast and Furious 7, Hangover 4 about us
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But I am not worth the wisdom of my worthy friends
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Johnny, down with the attack, they better drink mean
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I remember shaking hands with them, poisoning with new jokes,
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But they answered me terribly, well, which means enough snot
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The year of the snake is gone, now close the fucker, lizard
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Or you will knock on the sky and play in the box
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Living anger burns in me, you say you're ready?
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But you are just a pawn of someone who is afraid of courts
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You know the concepts - bribe and blackmail
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Get ready, yellow-toothed hobbit, you will be boarded
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And as if in a hand-to-hand fight I'll beat the shit out of you,
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But it won't help anyway, and again you'll sell your ass
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From them there will be only an echo and a rustle
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After all, they are close only until the first storm
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For me, everyone is already dead
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And I will not let you into my world again
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From them there will be only an echo and a rustle
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After all, they are close only until the first storm
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For me, everyone is already dead
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And I will not let you into my world again
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I'm comfortable when I'm alone
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So unhappy, but clearly not cursed
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Like Lochi, we were two wolf cubs
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And I couldn't imagine life without friendship
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Friendship is a permanent property
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But you keep telling me that you've become a different girl
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I forgot about parties, I'm a moron and a loser,
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But I forgot, boy, that this is my hall
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All these lines are just the bitter truth
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After all, I dragged you everywhere like a brother
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You spat on the facts, let you into the house
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Well, fuck you from here back
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Probably not worth helping me
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Your place is the son of the farm and the stall
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Your Future: hot bath, cold razor, pills and booze
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You are desperate, don't you think
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That everything here is decided only by grandmothers?
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But like a squeezed mongrel who escaped the crush
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You piss in the owner's slippers
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Yesterday friend, today it's obvious to me
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You are a fag switchman and a petty nit
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You told me for me you are a mountain,
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But the opposite was tweeted to everyone there
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You were a nobody, smoke in a mannequin, freak for the weekend
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And while you licked everyone's ass
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Was on the shit, was and the moment you floated up,
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But I did not climb there myself
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So you leave the guy weak and poor
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Blinded only by staff and food
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I believe that you will change, brother, but for now you are a fucking bottom
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From them there will be only an echo and a rustle
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After all, they are close only until the first storm
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For me, everyone is already dead
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And I will not let you into my world again
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From them there will be only an echo and a rustle
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After all, they are close only until the first storm
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For me, everyone is already dead
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And I will not let you into my world again |