Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
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Emptiness in the heart
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(Hey Hey)
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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While time in slow-mo throws shuriken at us
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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This is an island of bad luck, and I am an aboriginal
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In the city-pier, everything is the same as in the beginning (Yeah!)
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The gopniks are running wild, the cops are running wild (Getting wild!)
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Sons not at home - mothers in sorrow (After all)
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Citizen Chief (Chief!)
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Burnt kettle (Teapot) and bricks (Again)
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Passed fat Gianni fellow villagers
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To warm the dark nights (What?)
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To pump the bass and capa (But)
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Sons, I'm not talking about tea right now (No!)
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The river of my people flows into the ocean of despair
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Illiterate vegetables are admired here
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Laws have become merciless and endless
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People are born gagged by default
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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While time in slow-mo throws shuriken at us
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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This is an island of bad luck, and I am an aboriginal
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Dead loop with the entrance to a steep dive (Everyone is here)
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Every day at work, still on the golyak
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In an office noose, on a financial leash
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You can sit all your life and never become a nobody (No!)
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Here is another priority, in a pair of new sneakers drowns lightly
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My good kent, and with him a package
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The bird of happiness of tomorrow is somewhere far away
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Waving wings to you and me, we are alone at the bottom
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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While time in slow-mo throws shuriken at us
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There is emptiness in the heart, it is not occupied by anyone (No!)
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Plastic dolls called "dummy" (I)
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I see them through, I calculate them like an x-ray
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This is an island of bad luck, and I am an aboriginal
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