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Roman Vermul

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tears flow from defeat, only victory is needed
the rich will buy any dream, but what will the poor do?
will he drink the last penny or rub his knees
century 21, portraits of other generations are invisible here

one believes in God, just laziness will repent
scientist gnaws science, and mice gnaw groceries
come on pour me - it's easier to tell
sitting in a room like a war criminal in a punishment cell

in short I am a man, a man without a dream
do you want to be remembered by the world for your actions?
well i'm thinking "where are we all from?"
I don’t carry money under the dome

dolls, club bitches - great roles
children will be brought by a stork or an Easter bunny
until you inject yourself with a new dose of love
listen to yourself, selfish, live for fun

will I whine for you? rather once whined
have a free minute, go I smoked mine
saw you drunk in a frenzy
I want to gasp and groan
wears a cross on his chest, and only lust climbs out
and I don't give a fuck, if you feel bad today, don't give a fuck!