По сути. - Bad Trip
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I worked on myself
You did not understand
And I thought my head
From music not a fan I am sick with her
I play in the attack, and you are a spare

If you don't rummage you are not your own

Appreciate what you have
And then you will live
About what has long been lost
You won’t have time to look around
And the song is already sung

And the trouble is not that great
But while he was traveling around the cities
Whether he lost himself
Sometimes I look back
And I understand
How much I hit

How many words were said
How much is not done
Lost in thoughts

I am in my world
Where they forgot me
Where there is no water or dust

Wherever the days were flying
The days of the week were overshadowed in the head
While you were lying in bed, I have always been in business

I will not talk much
But
It is difficult to understand that
You just are not given

I worked on myself
You did not understand
And I thought my head
From music not a fan I am sick with her
I play in the attack, and you are a spare