| Light exposed. |
| Smoke machine started
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| We play the role of happy fellow travelers
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| The scriptwriter of the storyline famously twisted
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| The director is watching - no mistakes will be made
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| The film studio did not shoot a better film
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| We will receive fees. |
| We will sound everything beautifully
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| Decorations from the best artists were received
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| Figurines, globes, branches are ours. |
| Let's shoot better
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| You stick your fangs into my neck like a Nosferatu
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| While on thin rails we move with the operator, yes
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| The producer is happy, cranes are flying over us
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| And at the editing station our plans change
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| Combined shooting, green screen
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| Pavilions that have seen a thousand fucking dramas
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| Mass of locations, shooting for about a year
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| Here they pull out a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye
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| Stop! |
| Taken! |
| I would still shoot for a year,
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| But the composer selects muzlo for subframes
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| Soon rough cut, finale and again
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| Let's start fighting for box office records
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| It's a pity that in our life there is not even close a film crew
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| And our tandem goes to the bottom, like a sinking liner
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| There is no passion. |
| Girlfriend, you don't burn from the flame
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| So why the hell are you lying and playing for the camera?! |
| There are two personalities in my head
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| And everything is confusing, everything is confusing
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| I don't know the answer
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| We are alone, even if there are no cameras here
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| I won't. |
| Do you hear? |
| No, I will not
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| I won't answer you
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| There are no special effects and no soundtrack in life
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| And we are moving barely noticeable meter by meter
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| To hell on wheels, but you act like everything's fine
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| You react to everything you are not rude and carefree
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| We are swamped, I am exhausted and hungry
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| And the twisted road led me to a dead end
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| Maybe you're tired, bored with it, because
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| Our house is already like a transit point without an overnight stay
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| Have you already forgotten me, haven't I understood?
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| After all, we went through the institution of marriage and the school of slander
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| What's with the phobias? |
| The fear factor was
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| What we will lose, but now we do not want to stay alive
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| Even though we're together again
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| I want to know, bitch, what you hide in your luggage
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| You try on the role of a mother to my children,
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| But you live in your world where apathy is a virtue
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| Hypocrisy is a tower. |
| Deception is awesome
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| I can't breathe, because you pinched my gills
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| The cameras were turned off, they weren't even there,
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| But you won’t say any word from strangling me |
| Doctor, can you hear me? |
| Give her Prozac
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| She's a cocktail of personality disorder and neurosis
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| Yes, it was wildly cool to us. |
| Yes, we had wild fun
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| But this is not Home, motherfucking 2, not Vacation in Mexico
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| No, we are not behind glass, we are not insects
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| And our life is not a sitcom and pseudo-funny
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| And now I am without an obsessive idea about you
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| After all, you change your appearance more often than hypocrites
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| There are two personalities in my head
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| And everything is confusing, everything is confusing
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| I don't know the answer
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| We are alone, even if there are no cameras here
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| I won't. |
| Do you hear? |
| No, I will not
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| I won't answer you
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| All evil links found
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| simple movie about love
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| And I probably can't become different
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| And you will not become another again
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| Upward movements are replaced by static
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| This is the human genome
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| We will definitely be happy
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| But it will be a different movie
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| There are two personalities in my head
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| And everything is confusing, everything is confusing
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| I don't know the answer
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| We are alone, even if there are no cameras here
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| I won't. |
| Do you hear? |
| No, I will not
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| I won't answer you |