| Broken life does not surprise us
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| 'Cause it happens to us every time
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| Whatever you do, point to fate
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| Heaven only knows what's in store for you
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| Heard in the courtyard the barking of street dogs
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| At this time of day the streets are empty
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| You understand everything perfectly, yes you know about it
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| You have no relatives, no friends, no home
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| But in this city everything and the pain in the soul is familiar
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| You have nowhere to run, you are ready to spit on everyone
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| And you don't give a shit about your lousy life
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| And the whole huge world in which you lived and live
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| One terrible day you will take and send
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| There's a void in your brain, a hole in your pocket
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| Your eyes, although you are not blind, they are full of emptiness
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| You are wandering down the alley, your gaze is directed to the asphalt
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| Your tired feet soles obediently knock
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| You probably already forgot about food and sleep
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| Yes, brother at this moment you do not need him
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| In the cops for a long time lies a kid on you
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| A friend dripped on you but you didn't know he was a pig
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| Fate is like a bad dream
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| Framed boy no one needs him
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| Substituted life went down the drain
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| Framed dreams, he will not return them
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| Fate is like a bad dream
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| Framed boy no one needs him
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| Substituted life went down the drain
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| Framed dreams, he will not return them
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| Shattered life won't surprise us
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| 'Cause it happens to us every time
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| Whatever you do, point to fate
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| Heaven only knows what's in store for you
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| In the dark hallways, your freedom is over
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| It so happened that the cops grabbed you today
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| Lateness and interrogation were carried out during the day
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| And now the prison has become your second home
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| Yes, now you know for sure that for many years
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| You can't see your beloved freedom like that
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| You will shed a lot of tears here
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| Tuberculosis will follow you
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| And if you can't stand it here, then you get up and take it
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| What kind of goat do you pass your point """
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| Then there will be many many troubles
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| Can you send a sinful soul to the next world
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| Better sit down and clench your fists tighter
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| And take care of your precious health
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| Remove from expensive scum that suits you
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| Only the fall of the enemy will return your freedom
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| Gotta be strong in this vile world
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| If you are weak your place is in the grave
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| Get out and start a new life
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| Be smarter so you can live it better
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| Fate is like a bad dream
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| Framed boy no one needs him
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| Substituted life went down the drain
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| Framed dreams, he will not return them
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| Fate is like a bad dream
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| Framed boy no one needs him
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| Substituted life went down the drain
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| Framed dreams, he will not return them |