| Verse 1:
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| Things are fine, I bend my line into the desired pattern,
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| But for some reason in the car I turn on sad music
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| A traffic light winks at the glass with a strobe
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| While you are bending the dance floor somewhere under the minimum
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| We were dragged into this, like without a navigator into the jungle
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| And sometimes the words are not as important as the gaps (the gaps)
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| Sadness warms in the heart, like a snake on a stone
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| You silently look like a camera in the Kremlin tower
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| When words can't change the fucking facts
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| When the hard mode is started, and not "from the rink"
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| When the terminator sings inside Sinatra
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| And you shine with the facets of a pure diamond
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| Like maze walls around the house
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| And I rush to you like a train from point "A"
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| Next to you, all these grandmothers seem like pieces of paper
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| I'm with you in all serious ways
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| Chorus:
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| I'm with you in all serious ways
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| So easy!
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| You give smiles, I will keep each one for myself
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| I'm with you in all serious ways!
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| I'm with you in all serious ways
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| So easy!
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| You give smiles, I will keep each one for myself
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| I'm with you in all serious ways!
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| Verse 2:
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| I'm waiting for new news
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| But I don't always believe the tit that carries them on its tail (on its tail)
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| When the whole city lurks like a dangerous beast
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| Sadness will help you take a run to drive into the light again (drive into the light)
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| Above the quarters, the stars twinkle with distant headlights
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| And we again select metaphors
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| Time for lava, but the piggy bank will have to break
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| Someone in search of meaning, while you and I are in search of whiskey
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| The city is noisy like a sleepy forest, there is nobody but us
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| There is no need to make a poker face, because my cards are tarot
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| Your voice fills the salon again
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| I just like to be, to be with you together
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| Gas to the floor, gas to the floor, smoke to the sky -
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| We are circling in the eternal dance of the Earth
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| Gas to the floor, smoke to the sky -
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| This world is cruel, but still I found you in it
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| Chorus:
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| I'm with you in all serious ways
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| So easy!
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| You give smiles, I will keep each one for myself
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| I'm with you in all serious ways!
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| I'm with you in all serious ways
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| So easy!
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| You give smiles, I will keep each one for myself
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| I'm with you in all serious ways! |