Текст песни К. - Твой воротник

I think I have this almost hunted
what? I can not explain . inexpressibly
unless you know how the fluorine

my love , of course bulletproof
but I beg
do not need to shoot at close range

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tell me what your nickname
and why my body armor split
and why is your collar
smells like the whole city ?

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of anchors and shackles
does not cook porridge
in October
instead of poems
born cough

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let ,
rain drizzle

for God's sake

let ,
ever taxi rides

where we are in the background