Гаваец - Подкожный пластилин
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Very cold morning. The alarm clock knocks.
God, remove the gun. Do not panic.
Go better look at the mail, 2-3 my requests in devout spam were lost there
Yes, it won't get better
But why is this waiting room

He is strangely deceiving
There, outside the window, the rainbow licks the asphalt layer
And the storks fly to the orphanage. Farther and further

They look at us out the window and probably laugh.
The grayness of everyday life is visible
The train flows through iron veins,
Squeezing us
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God stumbled again
About 7 billion biological garbage
Just closed my eyes for a minute
So the music played so
And properly kept nonsense
That I did not notice how he scattered everything
Time to escape

And falling asleep with foam at the mouth
The long night is reaching for a trigger
Morning explodes with an atomic bomb - bitch
Again war

Transfer this, God knows how
I myself do not fit in the portal
Ideas with a grenade are climbing under the tank and
Everything is too much in wreaths
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Go down
To the world that was cracking there
Talk about witnesses
Wrong morning

Close up
Forever in this damn chain
Nothing is able to blind and
The traveler is lost