| Wherever the wind blows
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| Every step I take
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| Where the wind blows
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| Every fear I have
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| Wherever the wind blows
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| past the sirens
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| We have the wind in our heads
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| And it's the wind of change
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| I didn't wake up for an hour, this is my best circle
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| My insomnia is my best friend
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| This is my worst enemy, and among the eternal blizzards
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| I couldn't find my destination
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| Again take prisoner the ghosts of semi-darkness
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| The best defense is a panic attack
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| My path wants to help me
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| But I don't see the signs
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| And my therapist says I'm a narcissist
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| I yell back at him: “Well, fuck it!”
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| I have two friends next to me: my pain and my conscience
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| And the endless metropolis is watching us
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| Don't follow me
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| Our navigator has long forgotten the route
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| Don't follow me
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| An empty map won't show the way
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| Wherever the wind blows
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| Every step I take
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| Where the wind blows
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| Every fear I have
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| Wherever the wind blows
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| past the sirens
|
| We have the wind in our heads
|
| And it's the wind of change
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| Wherever the wind blows
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| Every step I take
|
| Where the wind blows
|
| Every fear I have
|
| Wherever the wind blows
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| past the sirens
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| We have the wind in our heads
|
| And it's the wind of change
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| Wherever the wind blows (wind, wind, wind)
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| Wherever the wind blows (wind, wind, wind)
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| No, I don't need new contacts
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| Not in the phone book, not visual
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| Wearing sunglasses even at night
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| I wear dark glasses even in St. Petersburg
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| I'm busy, I don't keep a diary, but every day a new entry
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| And we do not sit in the Telegram, but constantly blow up
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| Chapped lips and dust in the eyes
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| My fears are calling: "Turn back!"
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| But the time is tick-tock, on the way zigzag
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| What is the day of the week I forgot again
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| But remember the wind doesn't blow from a dead end
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| So let it take all my money and words again
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| Don't follow me
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| Our navigator has long forgotten the route
|
| Don't follow me
|
| An empty map won't show the way
|
| Wherever the wind blows
|
| Every step I take
|
| Where the wind blows
|
| Every fear I have
|
| Wherever the wind blows
|
| past the sirens
|
| We have the wind in our heads
|
| And it's the wind of change
|
| Wherever the wind blows
|
| Every step I take
|
| Where the wind blows
|
| Every fear I have
|
| Wherever the wind blows
|
| past the sirens
|
| We have the wind in our heads
|
| And it's the wind of change
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| Wherever the wind blows
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| Wherever the wind blows |