| I remember how I got carried away quickly careless wandering
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| Became remote and prosperous, careless, nimble
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| Drunk and empty, but not dim
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| He poured poison into the network of pipes, the muscles dried up
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| Cheekbones became distinct
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| In circles on chairs
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| They told me: "This is a sign that gives courage to us"
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| Bolt scored on the Commonwealth of Nations
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| What up, (???)
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| And fates are not invented, the plan was created by myself.
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| Flashlights shone in the eyes, spotlights, bursting bass
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| Inspector in gray uniform
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| And this time we will be issued
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| Undermined my status, but it is not yet time to surrender to the earth.
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| So pour on me you drops, rain
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| Tear the membranes in peals, thunder
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| A coin will not fall edgewise
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| I wish our people a good and clear sky.
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| I won't give up alive here,
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| Without even finishing the bar
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| We got drunk in the trash, fuck it, sit like that
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| And rushed through the taverns, and through the huts
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| Breathing in an inanimate environment, a veil from heaven
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| How much weight is there in mica?
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| In the morning trouble I always wanted to come back
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| In half-closed eyes, chaos is happening
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| Explicit but not too clear
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| Unengaged with a ring, soon to be a father
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| On their forums, without noticing the persecution |
| People with a sour face will break around:
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| "Drug addict - look, children, you can't keep such a planet,
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| They will burn in hell for their music"
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| But I will bring him up better than a PPS-nick,
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| That a drunk knocked up a bitch on New Year's Eve
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| And for the sake of a hundred, the visitor will knead to give him reduced comfort
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| I count the floors
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| What shines for me?
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| Among the fattening merchants and shoulder straps
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| I want to be chasing the wind
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| But even the wind will not catch up with our loaded wagon.
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| And here I will be alone
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| Or I will slowly swim to the bottom with you,
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| There will be bars or walls of hospitals,
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| And I am calm, because I know one thing:
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| The storm will go away, the sun will rise
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| We will be alive with you
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| You laugh like it's the first time.
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| I became a little in love again,
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| 'Cause I came back for you
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| Such a sly bitch
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| Don't bother me
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| We are boldly not inclined to reason
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| And there will be a new childhood
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| And the asphalt is painted with chalk again we will not sleep
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| Already for a new reason
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| Don't fucking scream
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| Don't heal me by trifles
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| Don't be so afraid
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| Take care of the fear
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| Warm up just in case
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| And the rest will follow in adequacy
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| Why met in a hurry, |
| He measured everyone, called squealing,
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| What I won’t believe, was he broadcasting in the trash?
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| Then he growled in pain, trembling
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| I counted holes in a coma, again silent quietly
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| Turn around, everyone is laughing after you again
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| Moscow shouts to you:
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| "Who is this dead man here again?"
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| Bells are beeping, people are jumping into cars
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| And move, don't be late, metropolis must die
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| So listen to the message from the speakers up
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| Raise out the bass vibrations score
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| Insight will not fall from heaven
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| I wish our people no longer sit on treason
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| I won't give up alive here
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| I'll leave under the friendly smooth beat of the hearts
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| With a smile on a confident face,
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| Leaving a trace in this eternity
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| God, give me the strength to make a person human.
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| Let unnoticed, but its weight was justified,
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| Friendly shoulders helped
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| Don't tell me it's all drawn
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| I began to believe in something in the world
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| The storm will go away, the sun will rise
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| We will be alive with you
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| You laugh like it's the first time.
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| I became a little in love again,
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| 'Cause I came back for you
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| Such a sly bitch
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| Don't bother me
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| We are boldly not inclined to reason
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| And there will be a new childhood
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| And the asphalt is painted with chalk again we will not sleep |