This is not a movie for a long time
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I saw myself how the beast dies
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Broken bones, nails, but
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But he is ready to break the door further
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What was no longer stuffed only
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My yesterday is still brother, bro
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Today he is a madman chained to a bunk
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Who would immediately sell me for a dooznyak
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Lost in the valleys of flowers
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Where people met and nodded to the guest along the way
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A bit of heels, a wonderful view
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All these dead people carry the memory behind
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Golden half-sleep, golden half-awake
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Dancing on the edges, like in a fairy tale, like in a movie
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And this tale is almost about love
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The hero thinks about the heroine
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Who are you, who are you, who are you?
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Breaks and comings
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Drowning, drowning years
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In dark, dark waters
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Who are you, who are you, who are you?
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Breaks and comings
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Drowning, drowning years
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In dark, dark waters
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But a long time ago my father said
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Looking at the tricks of a windy young forehead:
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No matter how spoiled you are in the end
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Son, no matter how he fell
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And now there is no bati, there is no bati for a long time
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This fucker beats his mother and spends everything on meth
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Zaherel, lost weight, lowered himself
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Mother, yes, life will not forgive this
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I thought I took from the guys, but I stole from myself
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I thought it was back from the ball, but it’s impossible here
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Away from the torments, poisons, all these Boers, button accordions
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All these whores on salts, all these pipes, seeds
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Motherfucker, get up! |
Or are you a machine without a soul?
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The program is one - to kill time
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And therefore, you better hurry
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To understand whether you are with those or not with those?
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Who are you, who are you, who are you?
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Breaks and comings
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Drowning, drowning years
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In dark, dark waters
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Who are you, who are you, who are you?
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Breaks and comings
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Drowning, drowning years
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In dark, dark waters
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They go nowhere
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Disappear before your eyes
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It's too late, isn't it?
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Failed brakes
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I have nothing more to say to them all
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Yes, it will tear your ass out of shame
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Hey, hey, brother, stop the rubbish!
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I don't want to call them back
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Break before coming |