Through the stone forest towards the dream by public transport
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Past the platinum houses. |
Show us your best
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Man, what are you ready for? |
New experiment under what circumstances
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Someone is catching us for treats, pulling us like a fish in the ocean of passions
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These tests, man, are driving me crazy. |
Yes, everything has a price - this is the worst
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So we are all not corrupt. |
No, not enough
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I myself was an eyewitness to this and now only sadness without smiling at the camera
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How to be brave and celebrate when you have shitted on your soul?
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Damn! |
Commentators want to see death. |
Like a delicacy someone's torment, suffering
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Quietly ticking pendulum, silent cellmate beast
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As if in the wild taiga we are looking for a victim, an innocent lamb
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There is no other way if you want to break through to the top.
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Let's give our sons to the legions, let them master the laws of the blade of the trajectory
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The path will take into account our mistakes, stop hitting the air
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Hit, cut off unnecessary nonsense, stay in the game until the last faithful to the code
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Even a step away from the abyss, appreciate every moment of this life
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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What is the price of your victories, the way from the bottom up? |
Izover walks the earth, writes a resume
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Hand tool, forest people, chop more fun. |
Survived. |
They ask "how are you". |
Exhalation.
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"The best!"
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Ironed and fresh. |
Eat steak for dinner. |
When the lights go out, you see the target on the screen
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radar
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The crunch of skulls underfoot. |
So it is necessary, come on, man
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Do not get used to driving over the heads. |
Days are rushed. |
Linden paradise, entrance for a nickel
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God is among us, they say. |
But if there is a golyak on the block, he quietly argued everything himself
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Each bell tower has its own king, who gives orders to the fighters, yells “ayin, tsvai”
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Don't think, load and shoot. |
There are no cartridges - a bayonet and a butt, if, banzai!
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The roar of machine guns is like a balm. |
A child with emptiness in his eyes is a dark side
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Quarters were raised like a dog. |
He will be euthanized for the first joint. |
Run boy!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra!
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Let's go to the goal
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Life is like a Cerberus. |
Ra! |