You know, so constantly, the body hurts
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Hide and seek like children, but with demons
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This is a pit - the shadow of the vis-a-vis
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I ask me a new day call
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So weird, where's the dynamite?
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Nothing is burning in my chest
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Little love, alas, I forgot the password
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She got me dynamite, hey!
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I'm not good for boo, damn
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People like me are taboo, yeah
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Past the carriage a herd of horses
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I'm waiting there with a cigarette
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Sleeping on the hay, the murdered Yesenin
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Sweeter than that maiden I have not seen baby
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I'm under the influence of the strings
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Forever in the arms of the streets
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Rolled out guns like Mack 10, baby
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Hit them ears now let me lap dance
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We flew on a new horse (ye-ye)
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You are probably the best lunch - candy
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You don't love the kid they say hooligan, bandit
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Little is said, he is stoned, harmful
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Kaif, so that she stupidly dripped downpour
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What should I breathe to be more positive?
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I'll lose my sleep, lady, we disturbed the neighbors
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I'm dehydrated by April, dumbbells are folded to the side
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Steam locomotive smokes, god damned
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They didn’t give scarlet roses to the ladies - they are too lazy
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The head invented toasts, we drank
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Few conversations, these prose (Yesenin)
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(You know, so constantly) the body hurts
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Hide and seek like children, but with demons
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This is a pit - the shadow of the vis-a-vis
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I ask me a new day call
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So weird, where's the dynamite?
|
Nothing is burning in my chest
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Little love, alas, I forgot the password
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She got me dynamite, hey!
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I'm not good for boo, damn
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People like me are taboo, yeah
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Past the carriage a herd of horses
|
I'm waiting there with a cigarette
|
Sleeping on the hay, the murdered Yesenin
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Sweeter than that maiden I have not seen baby
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I'm under the influence of the strings
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Forever in the arms of the streets
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Everything I wanted, I got in full
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He threw out doubts and a wave went
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You believed in me, you came by yourself
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Yes, we just met, but you are already mine
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Kitty-kitty, you don’t have enough stupidly to take out the ambition
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I don't fall under your requests,
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But with a beautiful word I touched you
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Changed how? |
Look!
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Beckoned? |
Chance to be closer!
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Wait a minute! |
Zay, how do you hear?
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For reasons I went on the attack with shish
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I don't laugh anymore, I don't hang out with the left
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I don’t drag the engine anymore, I sit and draw all day
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Songs give me a trampoline to grab the beginning
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Well, I look like a drug, you will get addicted to madness
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(You know, so constantly) the body hurts
|
Hide and seek like children, but with demons
|
This is a pit - the shadow of the vis-a-vis
|
I ask me a new day call
|
So weird, where's the dynamite?
|
Nothing is burning in my chest
|
Little love, alas, I forgot the password
|
She got me dynamite, hey!
|
I'm not good for boo, damn
|
People like me are taboo, yeah
|
Past the carriage a herd of horses
|
I'm waiting there with a cigarette
|
Sleeping on the hay, the murdered Yesenin
|
Sweeter than that maiden I have not seen baby
|
I'm under the influence of the strings
|
Forever in the arms of the streets |