- Zhek, let's go to drink?
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- Well, Zhenyok, in short, I'll go out
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- In short, come
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- Fuck, you're a rapper
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- What about you? |
Was he drinking again or are you in love there?
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- I drank and I'm in love
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- Zhenya, I'm telling you, finish with your thumps
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— Bitch, Zhenyok, ahaha
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- I ... It hurts me
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- You will reach that you will be like all sorts of grandfathers who get drunk,
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and they don't care about life anymore!
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She asks for hands
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But I am exhausted
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From her perfume, from her hair
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What are already braided in a dozen braids
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There is so much alcohol on my table
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Frameless photo cards, Queen of Spades
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Pours us glasses
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Red mist or white
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The bath is full, you can drown
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It took me a couple of glances to understand that I fell in love
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Into these clean untouched hands
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Take me to Paradise
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I used to smolder, now I'm burning (burning)
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Into these pure untouched lips
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I am with you forever
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But in the morning another one is waiting for me (another one)
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I embalm hearts
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She listens to me at the end of the party
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When there's nothing to hide
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I have something to say to her
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But I can't get a word out of myself
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No, don't believe in tears
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I embalm hearts
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She listens to me at the end of the party
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When there's nothing to hide
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I have something to say to her
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But I can't get a word out of myself
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No, don't believe in tears
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I embalm hearts
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She listens to me at the end of the party
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When there's nothing to hide
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I have something to say to her
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But I can't get a word out of myself
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No, don't believe in tears
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Throw away your thoughts
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We are mere victims
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Someone's abandoned life
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But only a little Winston, cola and whiskey was enough
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And I realized that I fell in love
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Into these clean untouched hands
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Take me to Paradise
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I used to smolder, now I'm burning (burning)
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Into these pure untouched lips
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I am with you forever
|
But in the morning another one is waiting for me (another one)
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I embalm hearts
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She listens to me at the end of the party
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When there's nothing to hide
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I have something to say to her
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But I can't get a word out of myself
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No, don't believe in tears
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I embalm hearts
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She listens to me at the end of the party
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When there's nothing to hide
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I have something to say to her
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But I can't get a word out of myself
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No, don't believe in tears |