| Put a couple of drops in your eyes
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| You get windy quick
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| Your acid head sweats from the forehead
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| Your nervous system is left
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| partially stopped
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| The legs are not articulated
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| No, you can't walk anymore
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| While the eyes of your face will jump
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| While the eyes of your face are going to burst
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| While the eyes of your face will jump
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| While the eyes of your face are going to explode
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| While the eyes of your face will jump
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| They're gonna jump, they're gonna jump, yes sir they're gonna jump, they're gonna jump
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| Year 2207, people no longer smoke, no longer drink
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| And it's kolikotron what they get into, and it's kolikotron
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| What they get into, and it's kolikotron what they get into
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| And it's kolikotron. |
| Coca and cannabis
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| We only have the memory, the speed was glorious
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| My grandfather always said it
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| And the speed was glorious, my grandfather always said it
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| Peasants, gunboats, they were owners of the drina
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| They burned all the fields
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| And the world got stung by the body
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| We went broke
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| Peasants, gunboats
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| They owned the drina
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| They burned all the fields
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| And the world got stung by the body
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| We went broke
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| And the only option is the anesthetized cornea
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| And in this fucking future we have nothing left
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| Who knows where, we will escape
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| Who knows how we'll end
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| If you feel very sad
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| And you don't know what to do you need to escape
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| And you can't choose
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| You scratch your face, you squeak your teeth
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| Listening to the comment of the old
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| You realize this is not your life, no, no
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| That this is not your life, no, no
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| Listening to the comment of the old
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| You realize this is not your life, no
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| And you keep getting high, freaking out, getting high
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| Squatting, you don't even believe yourself
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| What you're holding because it seems
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| That your eyes are closed
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| And they don't close you, but they burst you
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| Yes, they burst you with blood, your eyes ferment
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| And if they hit you, kolikotron is as deadly as a machine gun
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| Kolikotron is deadly like a machine gun
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| Kolikotron, ko-ko-kolikotron, Kolikotron, ko-ko-kolikotron
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| Kolikotron, ko-ko-kolikotron, Kolikotron, ko-ko-kolikotron
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| Your face you scratch your teeth you squeak
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| Listening to the comment of the old
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| You realize this is not your life, no, no
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| That this is not your life, no, no
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| Listening to the comment of the old
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| You realize this is not your life, no |