Hey hey a.
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because you never know
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because it's not enough for me
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because you never know
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because it's not enough for me
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Pass by, I'm not responsible for you
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You can even burn yourself after us
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I am a heretic, but not Abelard
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Manipulator Ellochka-cannibal
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Lost her soul in fucking trifles and things
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Even if they sent me bitch into space
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I would never take these emotions seriously
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I'll die alone, oh how beautiful it is
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Around only books are wine and smoke masochism
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I'd rather fuck my own brain, believe me
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It's hard not to get sick next to a tumor
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Laughing at you, friend, heel on the neck
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Why are you stupid, free yourself from the fetters
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Drive the verse out of the whores' carriages
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Like not Lyokha Nikonov, but a damned poet
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because you never know
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because it's not enough for me
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And I'm inside the tenderloin, even though the coat of arms of the hero
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It always happens, a person is weak,
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But take a knife in your hands and check the raw meat
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More blood than possible in the hearts
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I rejected, I killed and probably not in vain
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My malice is shackles and I am a man, a slave
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And I found my freedom in these spots
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Mishima, Genet, Pasolini, I'm an eagle in the dovecote
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
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The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
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Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because you never know
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What will you do to me, I'm in another city
|
The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
|
Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
|
Everything that someone else's I'll take, because it's not enough for me
|
What will you do to me, I'm in another city
|
The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
|
Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
|
Everything that someone else's I'll take, because you never know
|
What will you do to me, I'm in another city
|
The forest is like Belovezh, pigeons outside the window
|
Former ice holes, I'm a minion of fate
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Everything that someone else's I'll take, because it's not enough for me |