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In the old town
We are divided
Road lanes
Let's wait until winter
They will be covered with snow
And as if not
Nothing between us
And it's dangerous
Roadways
When we meet you, the usual hello will not be enough
Not enough
me again

It's flying around flying around
Some kind of charm
This is the maximum that your soul can give
Two smiles and four knives in the back
I cry out in the squares
They love me, which means they won’t spare me
They love me, which means they won’t spare me

And there are volcanoes inside me
I'm not burning anymore
I'm floating among magma
I can't be put out
I'm filled with tar in my lungs
To you on turns
And there are volcanoes inside me
It's the turn of hearts
Which one to light
I don't think it's possible
Will light up and burn

In an old spacious apartment
I'll draw the corners with a dotted line
A place to die
And a place for a friend
Through years of loss
I'll definitely forget them
My signature whisper
Warms the space
All the demons will come to me for the dark dances
They will erase all my drawings with their feet
And I will get angry, I will burn the world with us

Ahhhh
Flies around
Some kind of charm
We are in pursuit and we need to breathe in parallel
Don't be afraid of me
There are four knives for bandits
I cry out in the squares
They love me, which means they won’t spare me
They love me, which means they won’t spare me

And there are volcanoes inside me
I'm not burning anymore
I'm floating among magma
I can't be put out
I'm filled with tar in my lungs
To you on turns
And there are volcanoes inside me
It's the turn of hearts
Which one to light
I don't think it's possible
Will light up and burn

And there are volcanoes inside me
And there are volcanoes inside me
And there are volcanoes inside me
And there are volcanoes inside me