Sad comma rose on the table
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Cities, friends - the same, but not the same.
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Learned to live without your shackles
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And love is crucified in my heart...
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I'll tear the silence of insults to shreds,
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Time speaks the main words.
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I burn the bridges of the past, as you asked,
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And my heart, please, let go!
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Two steps along the razor's edge...
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Reading a prayer, you whisper the words:
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Chorus:
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Pain! |
Well, why do I need this pain?!
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I got this role
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The wings are broken and I didn't fly.
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Pain! |
Let me go, please!
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My heart is beating, I can hardly breathe!
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And, believe me, I didn't play with love...
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The first snow fell - a city in crystal,
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There was and is no rose on the table,
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There was not and no, the way was covered,
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And my heart, please, let go.
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Around the head, and trembling through the body,
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Words are useless - lies lie in them.
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The bridges of the past will burn out, and again,
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Forgetting sorrows, I will meet love!
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Two steps along the razor's edge...
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Reading a prayer, you whisper the words:
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Chorus:
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Pain! |
Well, why do I need this pain?!
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I got this role
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The wings are broken and I didn't fly.
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Pain! |
Let me go, please!
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My heart is beating, I can hardly breathe!
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And, believe me, I didn't play with love...
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Pain! |
Well, why do I need this pain?!
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I got this role
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The wings are broken and I didn't fly.
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Pain! |
Let me go, please!
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My heart is beating, I can hardly breathe!
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And, believe me, I didn't play with love...
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Let me go no longer yours
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There wasn't, and there isn't
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There were no more losses...
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Pain! |
Let me go, please... |