| Listen, don't touch, no.
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| With a normal mood, I fly where I fell.
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| All these days and nights in my head. |
| Kayu, give me the answer.
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| It's a pity that I heard so early, dear, you are the sound of coins.
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| And in each of us, the nerves are melting.
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| We think who will take it first - this is just one moment.
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| A moment in life without cash, cash, cash, cash.
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| What a woman would not be - still would not understand.
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| So they need a festive plot under the waterfall.
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| In a moment, turn everything in yourself for the sake of money, fame!
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| Before us all the stories of truth, the sound of the guitar
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| And the solo is here with our voices.
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| You shouldn't stand
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| Cold fear. |
| They do not know hunger.
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| Raise the sails, inflate the ganja.
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| No, I'm completely different, and it doesn't matter.
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| No, it doesn't matter. |
| No, no, it doesn't matter.
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| You shouldn't stand
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| Cold fear. |
| They do not know hunger.
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| Raise the sails, inflate the ganja.
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| No, I'm completely different, and it doesn't matter.
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| No, it doesn't matter. |
| No, no, it doesn't matter.
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| Shouting up: how to magnify you?
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| Before the garbage, at a convenient moment, he will become a coward.
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| But don't forget the truth. |
| We have grandmas, only facts.
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| Plus, please pour a glass of water after Bacardi.
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| You're wasting your life on this. |
| Want to know?
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| Then guess where I put it and on what.
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| You open your soul like pellets. |
| They left zeros on the packs,
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| How to replace with personnel and make a choice - the choice is right.
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| One has only to count to one hundred;
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| Imagine an image in your head and - tra-ta-ta-ta-ta.
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| Get on duty, we all live a little, a little.
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| Not for cash, but for the family good.
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| You shouldn't stand
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| Cold fear. |
| They do not know hunger.
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| Raise the sails, inflate the ganja.
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| No, I'm completely different, and it doesn't matter.
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| No, it doesn't matter. |
| No, no, it doesn't matter.
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| You shouldn't stand
|
| Cold fear. |
| They do not know hunger.
|
| Raise the sails, inflate the ganja.
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| No, I'm completely different, and it doesn't matter.
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| No, it doesn't matter. |
| No, no, it doesn't matter. |