Many did not like one particular trait in me,
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I drew inspiration moderately from the forbidden.
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This experience often distracted from the evil city,
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But finding good relaxation was sometimes troublesome.
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In our society, this is associated with risk,
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And is regarded between theft and murder.
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This moral list is not close to me,
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In principle, there is no sign of common sense here.
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I don't create problems in my mind,
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I am clearly aware of my relevance in society.
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But when I'm interested in the ranks, I stand wonderfully,
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And in the expanses of heaven I soar.
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With me the company of close people,
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And as a rule, no one leaves me empty-handed.
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But they are not small, they know everything in advance,
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I help them to contemplate the depths of consciousness.
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Chorus:
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And we are being watched by Indigo,
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They control everything.
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Our freedom strains them wildly
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Only TV, work and alcohol.
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They have to be quiet
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But still we are sometimes found,
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After all, we are like an open book for them,
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And they started hunting for me.
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But you do not love your homeland, dear,
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Prefer the imaginary world to the real world.
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You were let out of control, which is a pity, alas.
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But starting from this day, we decide everything.
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We inform you that we are now following you,
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With the help of wiretapping and numerous cameras.
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And your buddies are undercover agents,
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You are forced to liquidate if you decide to disclose.
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With them, every moment is full of terrible secrets,
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I am extremely cautious and anxious.
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With this alignment, even the most positive trip is not high,
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But I don’t understand when the deadline will come.
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After all, six months I'm clean going against the enemy,
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Confused their communication map, reducing the circle.
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An excellent team found a job here,
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Grabbing a beer looked cool detective.
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From loan payments, the head is like a parallelepiped,
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A friend is sawing, but fortunately she will soon fly to Egypt.
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In the meantime, in a company car to the dacha with relatives,
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From now on, I am not discouraged by their style.
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But when I see someone from the past,
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It's hard to choose words and makes me shiver.
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As soon as I leave the house, I see a suspicious passer-by,
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Maybe their surveillance is still alive.
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Chorus:
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And we are being watched by Indigo,
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They control everything.
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Our freedom strains them wildly
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Only TV, work and alcohol.
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They have to be quiet
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But still we are sometimes found,
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After all, we are like an open book for them,
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And they started hunting for me.
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LEV RE-PAC - Indigo.
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July, 2016. |