| On a broken cue ball, let's sum up
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| I don’t know how you like all this, I know this
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| Now my music is flowing, little chance
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| Balancing variety differences
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| Who grew up in the city of fetters
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| The trenches are cut off from the society of overthinking suckers
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| Wallets and dreams holding Kalashnikovs
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| They never brag about war again
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| And my world is the most broken, vigor, coming
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| We are told, said and will be later,
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| But we will blow up here, modest, strange
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| Let's break the circumstances and rebuild the house
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| Where there is a lot of light, I remember the summer in an unconscious condition
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| And strict, as always, the law
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| How everyone lost their ambitions and society threatened,
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| And the muson flowed continuously in the veins
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| Liquid nitrogen in the nasopharynx gave someone a pair of aces
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| I lured you like a mouse in a mousetrap
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| And the circle of communication was treacherously quiet
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| Hanging a pointer over me that I'm one of them
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| And all my friends can forget who I am
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| Disappointing conclusions write doctors
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| I am young and everyone understands this in their own way
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| Every city is for me (Let's scream)
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| Every vote is for me (Let's scream)
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| Everyone, everyone who is here for me (Let's scream)
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| We are with you, we are with you, just tune in and shout
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| And it was hot here, again in drunken cabs
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| Dreamed of flying to Nicaragua
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| To drown in the rays of the sun of the south
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| Laugh with the obsession of an office clerk
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| In an obsession with rude phrases
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| Scolded politics, women and the dirty world
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| He drove with his eyes, here the regulations did not wait for him
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| And that's why he talked a lot
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| About mediocrity, about the meaning of karma
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| About faux pas, about introduction to drama
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| About soldiers in the barracks, about fights for the truth
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| Gave contacts opposite those sitting
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| Played in the box in the morning
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| Shut up until the morning insane
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| I remembered that past despair
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| And I missed someone, but a bit already
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| And all my friends can forget who I am
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| Disappointing conclusions write doctors
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| I am young and everyone understands this in their own way
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| Every city is for me (Let's scream)
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| Every vote is for me (Let's scream)
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| Everyone, everyone who is here for me (Let's scream)
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| We are with you, we are with you, just tune in and shout |