First couplet:
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On fragments of hearts and bottles,
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Losing confidence in tomorrow.
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Without making serious attempts at all,
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Get out of the circle that is closed.
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I'm in the center, and not a cent in my pocket,
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Although what cents, at least not a single ruble.
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Only sadness and trains with trailers,
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That got on the nerves of the guys.
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I have no option to return
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Opinions about how the old seam differed.
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And someone in pursuit of happiness,
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And we are only chasing life.
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Lose what you have
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Taking a break from business for a day.
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Having given the conductor the last little things,
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I was left alone again.
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Chorus:
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But it's not a problem, we'll survive,
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With the help of sadness on bits that clung alive.
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Once, and now I'm a mediocre MC,
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And I'm not the only one who sings my songs only in my sleep.
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Second couplet:
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It's time to grow up to forget these childhood joys,
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My life, and I would already start to graze.
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A couple more verses and I'll definitely quit,
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Just nothing when the rain wets the sole.
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Dust came? 1, the dream did not work out with her,
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But only music heals this pain perfectly.
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And I'm healthy again, so I'll only add a verse,
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After all, this rap will be dearly bought by you.
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I know the price of a credit card soul,
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It’s just that something doesn’t fly back to me at the expense of something.
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They say little good and I became evil,
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It's just that the knots are now untied in sight.
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Now I'm an adult and I don't need your oars.
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At the club, so admitting that I was wrong about the maidens,
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More bass it warms better this winter.
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I was left alone again, unbearably...
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Chorus:
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But it's not a problem, we'll survive,
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With the help of sadness on bits that clung alive.
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Once, and now I'm a mediocre MC,
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And I'm not the only one who sings my songs only in my sleep. |