If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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This is love, what rules can be here
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Call it what you want - it's just an improvisation
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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And I'm still there, on the same floor
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In the same place, in the same hoodie, where the stretched cuff
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I’ll throw multi-colored dragees from a yellow pack into my mouth
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Jai will play the guitar so as not to think about you,
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But your hair is everywhere
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It's not that it hurts and I can't,
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But by morning I don’t feel comfort under my ribs
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So stick to YouTube, Coca Cola, smoke
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You forgot your iron
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Where will your skirt go?
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'Cause everything around you is melting
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Everything melts around you
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Who are you hugging
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Red lipstick
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Where are you flying
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I just disappear
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'Cause everything around you is melting
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Everything melts around you
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Who are you hugging
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Red lipstick
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Where are you flying
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And I'm still there, on the same floor
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So empty in the soul that the mood is set on fire,
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But I'm tied up and don't remember the number
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Yes, and there is no reason to get loose so that you are right
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I just hate you, but I hate to see you naked or in a negligee
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The feeling of being exclusive is not in circulation,
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And I'm still in the same place, in the same hoodie
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Where is the stretched cuff, waiting for you on the floor
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Where will your skirt go?
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'Cause everything around you is melting
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Everything melts around you
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Who are you hugging
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Red lipstick
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Where are you flying
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I just disappear
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'Cause everything around you is melting
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Everything melts around you
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Who are you hugging
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Red lipstick
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Where are you flying
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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This is love, what rules can be here
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Call it what you want - it's just an improvisation
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers
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If you want to change me, change me, but not the numbers |