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текст песни

I emerge from the vacuum
Crumpled edges of drawing paper
Ask to be covered with paint
Thicker than the concrete walls of the administration
I continue to thrash about
Lips on the floor and rise
Tangled in nine stations
Stumbled in the shadow of her grace, there you have it
Here's a new story for the news
Born and died within the thickness of my walls
Help me remain myself
Where are you going again?

I'm like a tightrope walker
I don't remember the height
What is risk? If life is a race
Mom says
Do it, son, touch it
Loudly, do it loudly

Strange crop circles
I'm running through Narnia to paradise
But for some reason a stone falls at my feet
And I, stumbling, fell
Like Gulliver the giant
Bandaged from top to bottom
I don't know the notes, but
I can show you how to play a movie
I can show you how to play pro
Give me the mic, bitch, give me the mic
Cities will go into lockdown
A rain of accounts will drip
Under it from the outskirts in the room
My mancounter will crackle in the darkness
No, I don't feel sorry for people
No, I don't feel sorry, believe me
A finger will point to the right door