| - 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
|
| 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
|
| Take me to Paradise
|
| I used to smolder, now I'm burning (burning)
|
| Into these pure untouched lips
|
| I am with you forever
|
| But in the morning another one is waiting for me (another one)
|
| I embalm hearts
|
| She listens to me at the end of the party
|
| When there's nothing to hide
|
| I have something to say to her
|
| But I can't get a word out of myself
|
| No, don't believe in tears
|
| I embalm hearts
|
| She listens to me at the end of the party
|
| When there's nothing to hide
|
| I have something to say to her
|
| But I can't get a word out of myself
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| No, don't believe in tears |