ОН-МОЙ - С тобой никто не танцует
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I ate food without salt
I wanted to live without pain
Drops of blood and sweat
Tears in your alcohol

Neon's white shreds
Our traces on the dance floor
The red gap of the corridor

What are you teaching at school?

Fire and ashes of sunset
Your drunk hands
Dance from Shah to Mata
go from boredom to flour

You wash your hands
Then you drank poison
Now you are blown up in the sound
And you want views

Nobody is dancing with you

But love in size
Use, but in moderation
The atomic young man smells gray

And in the red loop of the corridor
stroke the heart of his motor
He is already unarmed
Now he is just your dinner

He is only your new dinner

You get easier
When it becomes early
In the morning she stroked her shoulders
And he licked wounds

All shoulders - under the souls
Our fingers on cranes
We get better
In sunbathing

They ate without salt
wanted to sleep without pain
razors in new boots
Tears in any alcohol

The white shreds of neon
Our traces on the dance floor
The red gap of the corridor

What were we taught at school?

No one is dancing.