| I threw her out of my heart like a stone,
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| Stuck between the temples, bitch.
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| Torments my soul with its jerks,
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| Like a tsunami survivor.
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| I dig tunnels in my cave,
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| Looks like Koshchei, eyes downcast.
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| I am waiting, as in a hospital, for visiting hours.
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| Every day is a copy of the previous one.
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| Chorus:
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| You will get to someone, without me you will remain.
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| Time, of course, will judge, but who else will love you like that?
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| You are like a homeless cat! |
| You are falling into a bottomless abyss.
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| Well, catch my beacons! |
| What are you anyway...
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| I smile, I try not to sweat it.
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| I move on as the map falls.
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| My heart will forever remain
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| An asterisk on your fuselage.
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| What are you doing, my Treasure?
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| Hello people in the ambulance.
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| How can I stay at this station
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| The final ribbon in your distance?
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| Chorus:
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| You will get to someone, without me you will remain.
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| Time, of course, will judge, but who else will love you like that?
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| You are like a homeless cat! |
| You are falling into a bottomless abyss.
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| Well, catch my beacons! |
| What are you anyway...
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| You call it pride.
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| We will be together from time to time.
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| But, if we are moving at this speed,
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| So we're just standing still.
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| Chorus:
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| You will get to someone, without me you will remain.
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| Time, of course, will judge, but who else will love you like that?
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| You are like a homeless cat! |
| You are falling into a bottomless abyss.
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| Well, catch my beacons! |
| What are you anyway... |