| The story of those who defy this fate
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| The cycle of my life like a perfect rhythm
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| Let his sleep be examined, let his peace be examined
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| The question of this soul of those who go in the opposite direction
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| Sometimes my experiences don't let me open my mouth
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| Flies squeezing my soul and sucking my blood...
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| I collect what's inside of me, then I come and break it
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| As the syllables of my lips end in your headphones
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| I don't know if everything is very straight or very upside down
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| I was thrown left and right, still I could not see balance
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| «Look, you couldn't die tonight, it's not your destiny, you're unbelievable»
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| they said from both sides, but I'm human and I let it flow
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| They distracted me, my soul is focused
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| Our struggle is not over with you and you and you and me
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| Don't come with me!
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| This is classical, Sansi Salvo style, 3rd act
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| I hope the curtain will close gently and gently
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| Fire can neither fascinate me nor frighten me
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| I'm already a fire burning next to peace
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| The story of those who defy this fate
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| The cycle of my life like a perfect rhythm
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| Let his sleep be examined, let his peace be examined
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| The question of this soul of those who go in the opposite direction
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| Those who want to upset you from all four sides
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| Those who want to take tours around his grave
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| Destiny moves forward as if making fun of your tomorrow
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| Those who go go, they're enough for my bipolar
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| Destiny would cut my wrists
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| If I thought you were playing tricks on me
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| If you want to get rid of it completely from the heart
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| Your negative goes away and it's worth your friend
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| It was the supreme expression that they compared me (Haa.)
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| I can't fully embrace melancholic men
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| Your tiring lifestyle, neither laughing nor crying
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| When I am at my most balanced, I try to keep my balance.
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| Shutting down those who refuse to get used to loneliness
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| There are hearts that take an emotion-regulating pill and hide the truth
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| Just like mental hospitals. |
| With living lies
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| The story of those who defy this fate
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| The cycle of my life like a perfect rhythm
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| Let his sleep be examined, let his peace be examined
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| The question of this soul of those who go in the opposite direction |