Сон, нас укутал.
В холод сладкий Без следа.
Свет, тает будто
Он уже не яркий, Нам туда..

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But , allow me to placate your ego
She was talking about freedom from stuff
But for you this is sounds like bluff and stealing in broad day light
You really not ready throw out from you life
Gold earrings, call phones ring,
Whisperings in a bed size kings
Kill of birdy thanks giving
Bag of pill of european medicine


Я вижу ветер
Он укажет путь домой
Ждать этой встречи
Что бы навечно стать собой

You must have a reason to follow it
The world's overflow of the counterfeit
Them gave you a list what you wondering
In beautiful picture on comfortable site
Said that your right is a sole
Well now you saw
They have drink Strawberry through
The straw Dogs in the private airplane zone
Safer than we in subway

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