Who is ready to fight with me
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Come out to the prominence!
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If the meeting takes place
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I will be happy with this.
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I live alone in an apartment
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Walls press on brains
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I am cruel in this world too
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I'll tear everyone to pieces.
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Looking forward to the night of freedom
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The blood boils in the veins.
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I want to hunt
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I want again and again.
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Morning infuriates with its light
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The evening is less for me.
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There is nothing more beautiful
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Nights where I am the master.
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My aggression beats with a fist over the edge.
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I'll meet on the way - you'd better shed right away.
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I am a bastard, a bastard and scum, but this is only for that
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Who after our meeting will not see anything!
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Aggression in the soul and adrenaline beats again,
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While we stand, two of us, but one of us will leave.
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And now the moon in the sky illuminates the silhouette.
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But it's me, where are you? |
Well, you are gone.
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I know my business thoroughly
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And it's calling.
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I always wander along the street
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Alone, there are no souls in the neighborhood.
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I'm free of fear
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I am bold in life.
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Hey, who's coming?
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Come on, really, don't rush.
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The girl returns in the evening
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This is for dessert!
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And in this she is now unlucky
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I am very glad to have such a successful meeting!
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No question!
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And this meeting breeds evil!
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My aggression beats with a fist over the edge.
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I'll meet on the way - you'd better shed right away.
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I am a bastard, a bastard and scum, but this is only for that
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Who after our meeting will not see anything!
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Aggression in the soul and adrenaline beats again,
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While we stand, two of us, but one of us will leave.
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And now the moon in the sky illuminates the silhouette.
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But it's me, where are you? |
Well, you are gone.
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For someone I'm a bastard
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For others diginerate.
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But they inspired me from the cradle
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Best of all I am a hundred times
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Egoist grew strong
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I've been a maniac since the beginning of my years!
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I am free, but I am in a cage
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And there is no turning back.
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Always from birth, I was called the smartest child, the most gifted
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the perfect person. |
That's what my mother told me, but you tell me otherwise,
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I hate you for this, I will avenge your words all my life!
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My aggression beats with a fist over the edge.
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I'll meet on the way - you'd better shed right away.
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I am a bastard, a bastard and scum, but this is only for that
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Who after our meeting will not see anything!
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Aggression in the soul and adrenaline beats again,
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While we stand, two of us, but one of us will leave.
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And now the moon in the sky illuminates the silhouette.
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But it's me, where are you? |
Well, you are gone. |