| I don't need to touch her to paw her heart
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| Sends God to hell, hating from childhood
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| I see hundreds of clones of the same consequences
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| After all, only the goal is important, and you are just a means
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| I'm not interested in intimacy
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| It would be difficult to save me here
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| Show me your style, your instinct
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| What love? |
| I couldn't, didn't reach
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| Mom is waiting at home by eight
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| Lastly, try to touch
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| You are a disposable razor, what a pity
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| My veins are empty, everything is dead
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| Black blood like a palette
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| You are a disposable razor, what a pity / I'm sorry /
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| My sweet naked nymph give me fire
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| He sees only a handful of sawdust in his heart
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| It's so hard to be a god, sorry
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| I look down and don't see your fuss
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| It's so hard to be a god, sorry
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| What principles are there, just wake up, just try to wake up ...
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| It hurts so much to be a god, well understand
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| I look down and I don't see your love
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| It hurts so much to be a god, well understand
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| After all, people are ungratefully rude, ungratefully stupid
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| And how not to cut - it doesn't hurt me
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| Boredom, fall, sin is my triangle
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| I squeeze with a trembling hand, beating out a triplet
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| My music is not a method, it has become more dangerous than me
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| And I'm passing the baton
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| I feel, but this time not loving
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| Pulse on your pale and crystal thin neck
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| Dating is just a form of sacrifice for me
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| And for burning a reason
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| When entering my house, don't wake up a dragon in my heart
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| You will go through all this hell without going through the corridor
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| And stopping there - do not forget and remember
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| You are just the result of my imperfect form
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| It's so hard to be a god in this business
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| But it's much easier to be the devil
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| The real is not enough, it's enough to be tired
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| Far-fetched to the ideal
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| It's so hard to be a god, sorry
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| I look down and don't see your fuss
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| It's so hard to be a god, sorry
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| What principles are there, just wake up, just try to wake up ...
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| It hurts so much to be a god, well understand
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| I look down and I don't see your love
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| It hurts so much to be a god, well understand
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| After all, people are ungratefully rude, ungratefully stupid |