Текст песни Right Decision - Мрак

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You gently compress the throat
I am torn forward, but the pressure on the Adam's apple
In the temples f ** shit, and I'm so scared
I hear my own wheezing ...
The common thread pulled to the bottom ...
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A cuffed hands
Iskusanny lips
Again view looking into the void
Gloom in the neighborhood
Nowhere is there a place
-pribegnut to reason!
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The chest is crushed to pieces
And all around as the melted snow *
You're too clingy, I'm a puppet
I continue - Bay * BASTARD, BAY!
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On the edge of the knife I sit tied fishing line
and every scar bleeds
And the pain has not subsided, and all have been burning in hell
One and the same all the fervor with heart stone fell
so you, too, feel ...
I have not yet lost!
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As a marksman ... you get the point
Shiver from cold hands
My thoughts under pressure (your mother!)
Vicious circle