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• TT-7'3
• Chorus:
there are good-natured people out there somewhere
• there, somewhere, they just won't judge you
• somewhere somewhere there they don't go over their heads
• good where we are not somewhere there somewhere there

DIESEL:
delay another tram stop
there are minibuses, but not enough money
time takes away the last hope
it's a pity that everything will not be the same as before
the glare of the headlights is blinding in places
and in my head those who are no longer with us
each other foreheads on the wall with hands
I get around the danger in a roundabout way
look into my eyes in them pain and tears
think fear no just years
hope for a bright, cloudless future
that it is without shoulder straps, that it is without weapons
fraternal shoulder will not let you lose heart
I'm tired of washing my hands from blood
already shattered psyche is destroyed
and only lyrics remain in my thoughts, lyrics
call to mobile faster, faster
take what is harder, what is sharper
wall to wall, iron bricks
blunt blow on the asphalt, someone's head
the shuffling of sneakers, a kick in the face
some car with a blue stripe
garbage, vrasos per kilometer cross
throw knives along the way and do not forget about iron
I should have come home to call all the hospitals,
but first in the bath, wash everything from the blood
if everyone decides to stir up beer
heal spiritual wounds with vodka
collection of scars on head and body
no, guys, this is not how we wanted to live
we are fucked up, tired of bitches, bastards to us
our happiness and dreams are somewhere out there somewhere

Chorus:
there are good-natured people out there somewhere
there somewhere somewhere just won't be judged
somewhere somewhere, they don't go over their heads
well where we are not somewhere there somewhere there
there are good-natured people out there somewhere
there somewhere somewhere just won't be judged
somewhere somewhere there they don't go over their heads
well where we are not somewhere there somewhere there

HAMLET:
the light of lanterns cuts the darkness
putting on a hood, I'm slowly going
the rain is drizzling, wetting the whole city
all my sadness, investing in puddles
the scraps of the soul wrapped in darkness
bitch eyes sting like needles
what shoulder straps, black condoms
crimson harmony knives and cartridges
silhouettes of walls in the collection of facades
outside beauty, inside the womb of hell
what to do if the pain rolled a lump in the throat
drink beer, stir bitter vodka in the stomach
in headphones lyrics piano sounds
Yes, I'm staggering because I'm drunk
inside the pain devours my body
and from the outside it finishes absolute pohuizm

there, somewhere there are good-natured people
there somewhere, somewhere they just won’t condemn
somewhere somewhere there they don't go over their heads
well where we are not somewhere there somewhere there

SALOME:
I often heard how people were blown off the roof
tore themselves and earned a hernia
I hate but very often I see
like pay boys pretend to be bandits
parasites... wait, don't interrupt
I know in this city you will not go from hell to heaven
our region is famous for its memcenter, burnt vodka
gangs, robberies on a tip
more types with overgrown heads
thieves gait, upturned noses
you want to fight because you lie down under the floor
swallow mold, walk along Zasviyazh
we knew such wide ones in the distant 90s
the pigs in their bellies lay alone
confidence in the eyes before the first blow
Well, what a bitch, the impudence has not disappeared yet
boys temper their character over the years
bricks and fittings did not break our will
we were handed over, we sat down but fought for freedom
goodbye transfers we have achieved our goal
went out often on the other side of the law
someone was hurt by poems cartridges
children of the districts fought for a piece of asphalt
they did not feel sorry for their enemies
stick in hand three scars on the back of the head
and someone finds their happiness in a bottle
sawdust in the skull is quickly knocked out
in a dark alley when not expected
intertwined roads, shake hands
the pulse is cleared when taken by the balls
downcast eyes in front of their loved ones
one mistake can say a lot
survive the battle without spoiling the conscience
from the loss of loved ones do not feel sorrow
what is love