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33

Bad weather outside, the track is empty
Wipers work in auto mode
Speed 69 I'm not in a hurry
No, I didn’t give a fuck about what a rap career is

The brain painted the Ferreira lifestyle
I raise my expectations
The life of an artist is something unreal
Like complete sobriety for a drug addict

I know in their hearts they all want to get off
I want to wake up in the morning knowing that I have to go on tour
Real morning communicating with anxiety
While the first snow is falling outside the window
Spent half an hour in a monologue with Seryoga

Melted in a smile, saw snow in the window
I suddenly remembered my childhood village
Dad is alive, we play hockey with him
After a snowstorm there is snow on the trees

I score in Bata, I miss you
Happy first snow hahaha

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Memory hits like frost on the cheeks
Pictures from childhood where in different angles
And the cold winter howls wildly outside the door
The orphanage was my first loss

The years flew by like a flock of birds
Hundreds of strangers and relatives to me
I build walls so I don't feel pain
PLAYED his main role in this film

The artist is as dusty as an old attic
Studying is not my thing, I got into trouble there
The roads are open, they all lead to nowhere
And again I look for salvation in a glass

Cigarette smoke replaced oxygen
I thought it would be easier, I thought everything would pass
Pour into shot glasses around the sidekick
But it's only the masks on their faces that are cruel