Stay with me some more... where?
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Stay with me some more... where?
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Close your eyes, stay with me yet, where there is no count of minutes, there is no thought to words,
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There are no words to dreams, and everything is there, the dream is still flowing, and we are looking at the bottom,
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seeing your feet in this clear water,
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Where is it, where is it, where is it? |
in hotels - no ... in expensive resorts - no!
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If it's in your chest, then I'm ready to cut it! |
get a heart that will deceive
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sobriety,
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Loyalty is already intoxicating, as if you live in someone else's pocket, honesty is already like
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joke,
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I throw away the means of subsistence in order to live, because it is so terrible to exist!
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In this mass, she will pick up speed or HIV, in another she will mix pure alcohol and
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gerych.
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And we will fall asleep carefree in our love, as soon as the music turns off,
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everyone will be cured
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Prich, even a squirrel in the wheel, the network fell ... types, floors changed ...
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as if they have become lower, the regime has outlived itself, the regime has outlived itself, but at the same time you
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survived
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And on some floor you crumple the results of what you lived, converted into the right one,
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Jump down, but change the body, only in the soul, death, not death,
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what difference does it make where she is?
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There are protests, gestures, they divide the land, they scold the authorities, they earn money,
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They give birth to children, they shoot people to kill, by order from the oath to the demobilization.
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Close your eyes, stay with me yet, where all this is not there, only cars drive here,
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Legalized slavery in the morning in the subway, each other is eaten by either women or men,
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Mud, traffic jams, a scream stuck in the throat, dirty boots, heavy jackets,
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Blind kings, their servants behind them, looking for a mutually beneficial tariff,
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And nothing will change in this circle, that's why he and the circle, so that everything around the circle
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repeat,
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Burn with me, or fly away there, then goodbye, what a pity that I am in you
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wrong… |