They were like two wolf cubs
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Spruce from a common plate
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And they considered doom to be the only fashion
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Freedom is poverty, parishes are a muse
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Your loved ones - bitches
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And this swotting with the only music
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Were forever nothing to do with and forever under something
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Wrote songs for the slums in different shades
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Being rich is shameful in these circles
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After all, it's not about the money, it's about the idea
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Fuck majors!
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Every weekend, energy wave
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Demolished Mouzon crazy
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Standing opposite, he treated him:
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"I will, brother, to the end with you"
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I looked into your eyes, there is no doubt there is not a note
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Then he could not count with whom he walked and drank
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Did more, but only added strength
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To do more still
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But he remembered how everything was fine for the first time
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They won't get sick from this shit
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They will just become miserable and go crazy
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They will not be sad about this topic
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They would be happy to be sad
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But sadness fucked along with everyone
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So let's hang out
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We will scatter our teeth, we will scatter our bones
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And give a heart
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Everything in the world is chemistry, let's get muddy!
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After all, there is no way to get away from her
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They were like two wolf cubs
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So one, still forgave the second
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By the end of the term
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And he took the protocol crumpled:
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No, he didn't push me
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He couldn't do that, but I remember him that con
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When nobody needed us
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Flames blazed wild rave
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We lay under the boots of rednecks during raids
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I will never believe that it is him
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What for? |
And where is he himself?
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Have you forgotten how we went to the dream?
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The other, meanwhile, is in rehab
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Fuck majors!
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But after all, there is always a maza to improve
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He was as careless as the one
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But instead of conscience there was a caring mother
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What is the result of this?
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Podoh that the one that that
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From them there is no memory, no sense
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The thing is that in a gray pack of wolves
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They thought everything was easy
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And they were like two wolf cubs.
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They won't get sick from this shit
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They will just become miserable and go crazy
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They will not be sad about this topic
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They would be happy to be sad
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But sadness fucked along with everyone
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So let's hang out
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We will scatter our teeth, we will scatter our bones
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And give a heart
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Everything in the world is chemistry, let's get muddy!
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After all, there is no way to get away from her |