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I am not surprised by your meter optimism
And what one will pass over the shoulder to the other
It surprises me that people are looking down
They go without falling, but are transmitted to flight

Twisted life in the clouds, no wonder
Wiping the tears in my eyes hurts my parents
On a needle in this game
Fuck everything and everyone
Bracelets on hands
Life on the other side
Quite different and laugh
So dear as in a dream
No surprising trace
Yours disappears where there is nothing
Besides the problems, leaving the gap large
Chalk text on blackboard - verse show
We create - ordinary mortal people
The word gives dust to future stupid products
Without a spectator, this rap ham will go bad
And the stars are falling down not only in the evenings
And what happened yesterday, forget live in the present
Let's forget together - the past is for failure

I am not surprised by your meter optimism
And what one will pass over the shoulder to the other
It surprises me that people are looking down
They go without falling, but are transmitted to the flight (2 times)

Part 2:

He went anywhere in his age
Outwardly, a porno actor is a reference point
Looks like the little one still has gunpowder
In those days he drove the whole city
First to one lady,
For fun, it was fun
Lose virginity with a crowbar
Then over and over
Without pressing the stop
Missed a hundred wounds
From neighboring countries
And somehow early
He went like a battering ram
To cockroaches
Find out what's going on
Somehow hurt the guys
His idea
With his apparatus
Females forgot about time
On my knees the truth
Guys problems are his forte
Any conversation will take you to bed
He doesn't need a crown - it didn't fit
This is a car - a few meters from paradise

Over the shoulder, victory over the shoulder
Having dined at random and let's
Bring the bill, you're all the same
To all of you, stand with crayfish (2 times)

He was surprised how everything was the same
They agreed to pair dances
but forgetting like one supposedly
I wrote a list with my finger
Plus one - it's just a jackdaw in a notebook
I got acquainted - chatted - started work
And overtaking its time in the world of sand
I was looking for a new victim as prizes
And as if from the rocks his strong brain
He's a scoundrel not repeated in pretexts
Beautiful stories about your common bridge
That will never be an epilogue
He doesn’t dream, life is so sweet
Sweeter than a glass filled with sugar
Gifts and flowers - all kinds of junk
As long as language and poetry serve as bribes

Over the shoulder, victory over the shoulder
Having dined at random and let's
Bring the bill, you're all the same
To all of you, stand with crayfish (2 times)