| I hide everything in myself, to lay out a barely familiar one later
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| She will put whiskey with ice in my palm
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| And I don't know what the magic is, my house will be filled again
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| This darkness, then you be the light in it
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| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Oh!
|
| I fall asleep to the alarm clock
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| I fall asleep again with an alarm clock
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| Her words have already become Solomon's ring for me
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| And today the main person is a drinking buddy
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| I don't give a fuck that you saw me as a kitty
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| And come on, cling to my clothes, but I'm dumping
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| Call a dachshund 'cause we need to get drunk
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| But be prepared that in an hour I will not be with you!
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| Tablets slowly on the floor, whiskey is pouring on the table
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| And I will drink his love in one gulp, feeling all the depth
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| After all, having thousands of obsessions
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| I will find ways to finish myself off. |
| And where do you see the point?
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| If people depend on us, but there is zero news from me
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| After all, under Xanny on the balcony I stick to the ceiling!
|
| I hide everything in myself, to lay out a barely familiar one later
|
| She will put whiskey with ice in my palm
|
| And I don't know what the magic is, my house will be filled again
|
| This darkness, then you be the light in it
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips
|
| Coffee, whitefish, people, clubs; |
| CDs, books, someone's lips |