| We are just friends, although we sleep neatly with you
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| Count to a hundred, fight, chime when drunk
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| We have fun, we go crazy
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| If only the orderly in the ward did not figure us out
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| After all, we hardly get along
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| In the morning you love with milk
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| And I'm black and strong
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| Like in an Ax ad
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| Letters tend to tell you: "Hello"
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| And spend the day with a buzz
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| Start it with a poppy, watch a series about Anton Soprano
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| I like to do great
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| I like what you whisper with your lips
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| Everything you do is wow, ha ha
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| I saw a goddess today
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| You give hope and with it you give death
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| But, I changed my mind about dying
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| It is unlikely that something better awaits us on the other side
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| Like, that chance and it destroys
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| Let's stop the minutes
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| The clock will not notice happy seconds
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| And the strings don't twitch
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| It's just mania, don't pay attention
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| Life is a game, and in it you are my task
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| A long road awaits
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| But don't follow the timer
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| At the end of the path, the result is one
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| We hide behind secrets
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| Take off for a moment, dear land
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| Panic, the coast is under us
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| It is not visible, the clouds fly filigree,
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| And you are near, and this is the main thing
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| I like everything
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| We will stop time and fulfill all desires
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| If it suits, then I put it on Rec
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| Someone is looking for music on the bar, someone on the bar
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| Someone in the yard is the main creator,
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| And we are looking for Russian hope, in the western hole
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| Well, finally, the guy from childhood became famous
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| You can't drive up to him in a Mercedes
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| They are on BMW, all classics, versus
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| And he and I fucked everyone, but we will continue to drop the message
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| Mats, laughter are the basis of my work
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| I like to give emotions
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| After a couple of servings, I launch stories
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| I stole it all from my dirty thoughts,
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| But my mind is clear, and I like to give mood
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| After all, I am one hundred
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| It's all bullshit, Misha, let's do it again
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| Fuck the tour if the voice is from the ass
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| You won't get it like Adil
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| I passed more than once, all these damn fields
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| Reached the handle, a la squeak
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| Reached the handle of Skripal
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| yo
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| It's just mania, don't pay attention
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| Life is a game, and in it you are my task
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| A long road awaits us
|
| But don't follow the timer
|
| At the end of the path, the result is one
|
| We hide behind secrets
|
| Take off for a moment, dear land
|
| Panic, the coast is under us
|
| It is not visible, the clouds fly filigree,
|
| And you are near, and this is the main thing
|
| I like everything
|
| We will stop time and fulfill all desires
|
| It's just mania, don't pay attention
|
| Life is a game, and in it you are my task
|
| A long road awaits us
|
| But don't follow the timer
|
| At the end of the path, the result is one
|
| We hide behind secrets
|
| Take off for a moment, dear land
|
| Panic, the coast is under us
|
| It is not visible, the clouds fly filigree,
|
| And you are near, and this is the main thing
|
| I like everything
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| We will stop time and fulfill all desires |