| Here's an oldboy pueritch, 31 in action!
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| Thanks to everyone who believed and was there for these years
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| There is no closer family and more precious than freedom in the world.
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| But Misha is back in business and we don't give a fuck about the blizzard
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| I myself did not believe, but 3-1 lays
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| Sharp ups and downs again
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| But my knees fly into my bag as before
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| It's better to burn fast than burn slowly
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| And all that was, brother, was not in vain
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| Muddy life, a long way without looking into the eyes
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| There was so much pain, but I didn't give up
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| And this dirty paper and wild excitement
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| No, neither I nor my brother is to blame here
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| Damn sorry we're leaving so early
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| But how are we leaving? |
| Like heroes from the screen
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| It's better to burn bright than to fade slowly
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| And all that was, brother, you know, it was not in vain
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| My proud lions light the way for me
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| And I am faithful to them to the grave
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| You can't drown an oldboy in this muddy water
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| 31 - you know who I am
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| My proud lions light the way for me
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| And I am faithful to them to the grave
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| You can't drown an oldboy in this muddy water
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| 31 - doesn't give up without a fight
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| And on the beat is the one who plays with fire
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| Wide open at night, but we squint during the day
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| Fucked up half a life. |
| Don't worry, let's go
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| I inhale the soot deeply - this is my home
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| And in the sky a fierce smog in the Republic of the Congo
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| That bum smoke coming out of the bong
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| It hurts my eyes, but the smell of freedom
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| Better not ask where Pride has been all these years
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| You must always answer for your words.
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| Especially when words are soft cotton
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| Do not stray herd, move backwards
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| If there is not enough spirit, then it is better not to
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| Do you want to live calmly, so that the house is a full bowl
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| But we have a strict mother - our mother-Russia
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| We do not tolerate weakness here, there are steep descents
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| Hashtag: #goosebumpsofchildhoodproudRussian
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| My proud lions light the way for me
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| And I am faithful to them to the grave
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| You can't drown an oldboy in this muddy water
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| 31 - you know who I am
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| My proud lions light the way for me
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| And I am faithful to them to the grave
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| You can't drown an oldboy in this muddy water
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| 31 - doesn't give up without a fight
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| Here is an old boy old boy
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| Azarat boils in the blood, we take it out of the bazaar
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| Baptized in the Orthodox, in the life of the partisans
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| I will die, but I will not give back
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| Here is an old boy old boy
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| Azarat boils in the blood, we take it out of the bazaar
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| Baptized in the Orthodox, in the life of the partisans
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| I will die, but I will not surrender my own |