Hey! |
Among the city noise
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Smoke and sirens (sirens)
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Just sing about our life
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Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
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And nothing matters for a long time
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And no one will call me (me) at 3 am
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Just sing about our life
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Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
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Fanfara flew and fell
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Dreams try to warm cold pockets
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The paper was slowly burning out in my pocket
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Smoke, balaclava hides injuries
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Ice metropolis takes our days
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Children began to smile less after 20
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They knew little, secret, we are relatives, mother, do not blame
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So that you sleep peacefully - we smile, we are silent
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The doctor said, don't get sick of loneliness
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For fears to sleep at night, you need a person next to you
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Doctor, what do I need to drink to close my eyes?
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If this person is my greatest fear
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Hey! |
Among the city noise
|
Smoke and sirens (sirens)
|
Just sing about our life
|
Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
|
And nothing matters for a long time
|
And no one will call me (me) at 3 am
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Just sing about our life
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Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
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In a drunken, sick blanket from the cold
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I just think, I'm tired and broken
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I open my eyes and I don't give a fuck
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What is a meter wrinkle under them
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There are no gold bills in these bags
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In these bags - sleepless nights
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Don't come, don't call and don't touch
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Don't turn up the volume of your voice
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I'm tired of these stories (what, what?)
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Look into my eyes - it's not worth it (what, what?)
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You think this is the beginning, but it's already agony
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No motivation to go beyond the walls
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I breathe air conditioning
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There is one small plus in this -
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White sneakers stay white
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Hey! |
Among the city noise
|
Smoke and sirens (sirens)
|
Just sing about our life
|
Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
|
And nothing matters for a long time
|
And no one will call me (me) at 3 am
|
Just sing about our life
|
Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
|
Hey! |
Among the city noise
|
Smoke and sirens (sirens)
|
Just sing about our life
|
Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes
|
And nothing matters for a long time
|
And no one will call me (me) at 3 am
|
Just sing about our life
|
Songs with a voice planted from cigarettes |