| This side of life takes everything from you
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| Takes everything you love, absolutely
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| And she doesn't care if you're strong or weak
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| She'll take everything, she'll take everything, even life
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| And not always alone. |
| not only who it is ... who cooks in it
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| It catches on a tangent like a mechanism
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| From which it is already very difficult to get out
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| I was able to eliminate some things that make me weak
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| I made money like this, I tried it, I looked it up, I mastered it... I want more like this
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| Someone asked Zheka
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| And someone flew from above
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| Why do you think the answer
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| If you are here imperceptibly
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| You live weekdays in summer
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| Waiting for winter after dawn
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| Did you want to be someone
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| Did you dream about it
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| Or maybe you forgot
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| How did you walk all night
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| I forgot who is a brother and who is not real
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| Probably, we are all here purely temporarily
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| If you planted a tree
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| You can fuck first, but you remember what's inside
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| Only ashes
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| Leave your everyday life like the wind
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| It will take us away, but do you remember who you were
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| Why do you live, and then fly into the sky
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| Only ashes
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| Leave your everyday life like the wind
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| It will take us away, but do you remember who you were
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| Why do you live, and then fly into the sky
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| When I was young, when everything was for fun
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| When we laughed, joked... and that's all we lived, as it were
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| Missed, lost, wasted time, nowhere
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| Perhaps, no matter how far from reality I am, and so on
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| I have always ... always worried only about my house
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| Because, for me, well, something and everything will happen to me
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| We need to return to a place where nothing has changed
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| To understand how much has grown how much we have left
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| To understand where to run, why do we run at all, uncles
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| I couldn't answer myself again
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| That's why I move back
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| I don't know how it happened again, all of you merged
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| Again the darkness descended again I went blind in the desert
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| I move to the sound of the muse to the place where the muse died
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| I'm skidding in place, I myself turn the heat into this hell
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| Only ashes
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| Leave your everyday life like the wind
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| It will take us away, but do you remember who you were
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| Why do you live, and then fly into the sky
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| Only ashes
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| Leave your everyday life like the wind
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| It will take us away, but do you remember who you were
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| Why do you live, and then fly into the sky |