South port, eye sunsets
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In peals of thunder spilled
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It's time to send hands into space
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World, wave up
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Surfer on the crest of a wave
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There are no boundaries in me
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My, my brothers are watching me from the pages
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I got caught up in the flight of birds
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I don't play prince in the world of bitches, dogs, cats, kitties
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Smoldering in her lips
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Player, player spins the disc
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This, this nonsense is rushing, drowning in one blue
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Bubbling, bubbling oxygen in the flask
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Melting, melting ice
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Deep breath, deep breath
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Exhale-inhale, exhale, exhale, exhale-inhale
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Ripe fruit, juice flows between her legs
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She is in my arms, I am in her between the lines
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There is a wreath in her hair, a scarlet flower
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In my arms, she is a leaf-petal
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The mind will clear the rain
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I'm somewhere on the waves
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I reset in the mountains
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Audio, audio, drugs, doses
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This, this summer I fall in love with you
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, we will all drown
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, palms up
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Let, let the subway be deserted today
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I am the cops, the cops are me, everything is mutual
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And in the passages the dumb sing to us
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She is modest, but her, but her first man - Pierre Woodman
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Hello smoky lungs, sniffy nose
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Hello spring beriberi
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I am mine, like an American among Russian birches
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I'm Noah, me, I'm not taken seriously
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, palms up
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We will be taken away on a Cop baboon
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Brains in the head, brains on the concrete
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I will die beautifully - like Nemtsov, so that the Kremlin is in the background
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, we will all drown
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, palms up
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Don't Noah, I'm Noah, follow me
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Under the gloomiest clang of the swing, we all fell here notably
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Here is an evil den and there is an ark, where each creature is paired
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There will be time to think about something, living out your life under a palm tree,
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But instead, only fawn, around only fawn
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I did something wrong, I did something wrong again
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This fucking butterfly effect is telling us to get out,
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But in the lungs there is a familiar fumes, in the sky there is a bloody glow
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Under it he used to preach foolishly, but he himself hardly lived righteously
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I lit up the negative, I fell in love with nicotine again
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This is just an aperitif, no need to be sad - the whole life is ahead,
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And ahead is only karma, yes coma, this herd is led to the slaughter
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Riders of Armageddon ride on bikes from the brothel
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And let me be blissful, resting in paradise among the flowers
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While my brothers in battle wander in blood up to the waist
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Bitch, be proud of a dirty country in joy, in sorrow
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Pierce my chest with a red arrow, which means he dived under the train
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, palms up
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And we will all drown, we will all drown
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In this reinforced concrete
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And we will all drown
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And we will all drown, palms up
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And we will all drown, we will all drown
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In this reinforced concrete |