Let's go to my entrance there is news,
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There is a big dick on a leaf with a twig.
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Let's do what needs to be done, how it should be,
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The good news is that the guys have always been happy.
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My white crosses are no longer white.
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I share what I did and do it boldly.
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Autumn never managed to defeat immunity,
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Continues to stir up something amazing.
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I'm not the same for a long time,
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Everything is not so well-established a little important, but neh * I did not make it.
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It's time for your mother to try to climb out for 20,
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The main thing is not to jinx what I want.
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I miraculously stay afloat with this lifestyle.
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Bro I'll go f * ssu, if anything, whistle.
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Sometimes I get stuck like a laptop hangs,
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Maybe you need not XP, but Windows Vista.
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Hey mister, I'm a tourist, tell me how to live normally here,
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Being a civilian is unrealistic.
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We did not choose what to do,
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They gave it to us and do it, I personally didn’t want it that way.
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Chorus:
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Live as you can. |
Muti, what are you muddying.
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You want to live and you will, but you will forget.
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And let it be tight, there will be a friend nearby
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So we muddle for these swinging hands.
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Live as you can. |
Muti, what are you muddying.
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You want to live and you will, but you will forget.
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And let it be tight, there will be a friend nearby
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So we muddle for these swinging hands.
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I haven't done anything in my 20s,
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The main thing to understand is not everything is so simple,
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As long as there is someone to hug, I will be an adult.
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It's nice that people listen
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Further more and better better and more.
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These lines of words, words of letters,
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I am Kof, not Guf, he is alive, I respect him.
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All the walls in the entrance are covered with writing,
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This place where I killed myself is not the same.
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And then what will happen, other people will see,
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When we are no longer in standard dishes.
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Let us be our own judges.
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I passed judgment on the district, sidekick and yard.
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It's good that I'm not a thief, I'm very proud of it
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And that I watch cartoons a hundred times when I go to bed.
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Chorus:
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Live as you can. |
Muti, what are you muddying.
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You want to live and you will, but you will forget.
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And let it be tight, there will be a friend nearby
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So we muddle for these swinging hands.
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Live as you can. |
Muti, what are you muddying.
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You want to live and you will, but you will forget.
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And let it be tight, there will be a friend nearby
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So we muddle for these swinging hands. |