| If everything is empty and everything is meaningless
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| Something that would hang, at least expose everything to the public
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| It doesn't matter, even for a day, even forever,
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| But we fuck boredom, it all looks like a webcam
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| Yes, I don’t care, of course, and you don’t need to understand me
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| And there is no support or support here
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| I haven't been looking for a long time and let
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| And death stretches its tentacles to feel the pulse, more
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| Beating the rhythm from that
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| That fear grows to frightening proportions
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| No matter how you scribble on Twitter and no matter how you yell at everyone,
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| But life will someday collapse like a burning meteorite
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| It's like paint on a whale's brush
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| But it's so hard for an adult child to find himself
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| To write, there is another side
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| But on the most complex things, this simplest novel
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| Yes, this is probably love to the grave
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| There are a hundred paths, but our choice is one road on the table
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| And we will see space soon, it's great
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| It's good that the ambulance is late
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| Stone faces, extinct look,
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| And you are sitting in the corner, shedding tears
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| It doesn't matter anymore who wanted to say what
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| After all, the ambulance will be late, the ambulance will be late
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| Stone faces, extinct look,
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| And you are sitting in the corner, shedding tears
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| It doesn't matter anymore who wanted to say what
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| After all, the ambulance will be late, the ambulance will be late
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| And it doesn't make sense anymore
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| There is no meaning in your state
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| After all, one day everything here will depreciate
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| When you are gone
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| And cherishing vain hopes
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| You and I will not master eternity
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| We will miss the last second of life
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| And it's so human
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| Stone faces, extinct look,
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| And you are sitting in the corner, shedding tears
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| It doesn't matter anymore who wanted to say what
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| After all, the ambulance will be late, the ambulance will be late
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| Stone faces, extinct look,
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| And you are sitting in the corner, shedding tears
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| It doesn't matter anymore who wanted to say what
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| After all, the ambulance will be late, the ambulance will be late |