Let the salt through the veins. |
Look, someone lit -
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And I, inhale at night, again white powder here.
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No, no - I'm not a fool, I take my own from life;
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And on the mobile is gaining all kinds of bitches again!
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Let's say goodbye, please. |
With you, I do not breathe from happiness.
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No need for tears in your eyes, you go away and do not give back.
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Today only lights, today not together - but tomorrow,
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Again we wake up together. |
Fuck, could this be a dream?
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Takes away with his head, there is no place for dreams.
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Again, you and I seem to be in unison over the horizon.
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How many nights I gave you, but you choke, choke on them!
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You are the same as everyone else - but do not cry, humble yourself;
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Don't cry, calm down.
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Let the salt through the veins. |
Look, someone lit -
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And I, inhale at night, again white powder here.
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No, no - I'm not a fool, I take my own from life;
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And on the mobile is gaining all kinds of bitches again!
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Let the salt through the veins. |
Look, someone lit -
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And I, inhale at night, again white powder here.
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No, no - I'm not a fool, I take my own from life;
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And on the mobile is gaining all kinds of bitches again!
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Snow was falling outside the window. |
All life is like fuck.
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They made a motive with verses, and I, again, x * d, understand where.
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You are not inside of me. |
Stay behind
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And I'm writing my own script, and there is the title "Smoke".
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Wake up! |
I'm in the trash, rolled up as if behind the scenes
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Rolled down the cellars to do what he wanted so f**k.
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And don't talk about love, my scarlet sunset is in whites.
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I'll show you a trick on how to disappear before your eyes.
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Please do not quench my ardor.
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Please don't leave my fight.
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I so want to stay young.
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I so want not to say "Stop".
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Let the salt through the veins. |
Look, someone lit -
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And I, inhale at night, again white powder here.
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No, no - I'm not a fool, I take my own from life;
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And on the mobile is gaining all kinds of bitches again!
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Let the salt through the veins. |
Look, someone lit -
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And I, inhale at night, again white powder here.
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No, no - I'm not a fool, I take my own from life;
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And on the mobile is gaining all kinds of bitches again! |