Schokk - Мой город спит
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My beautiful city is sleeping, I go out into the downpour
The noise is disgusting to me.
On the move, I write and Gasha in myself longing for anaha with beer.
Past familiar places ...
Summer at 16 years old is the end of the nineties.
There are no laws for young laws: they fuck all ...
The past is torn into memory, like a stone in the windows
Then I was beaten by the sample for Tanya
After everyone died,
Sanya in a tie, Zhenya with a golden click.
A year later, Nastya found another handle
And they are full here
Dirty as my canvases
The morons will die
Tears of mothers of the grave wet
In my seventeen - I fed them Shora
In your seventeen - you studied at school
At my seventeen curtains closed me
But for a long time I have laveled (proud?)
- No, but the conscience does not bite
And the proverb is lying, believe me, here they are not lucky
Everyone started with a wig, ended as always
Gragged - handed over the old man. Vetal - Marinka
As a result, it was dull here ... a sea of ​​options
I hated this Russian cattle - woeful emigrants
Young, elegant, greyhound, talented.
Fuck, sending my own, I went away
Good boy ... shone with cheap falsity
And something was decided somewhere ...
But washing the dirt completely interfered with me
Furs, washed down and
He took up micro
Friends have saved envy
For no reason as a black -haired mirco
I plunged into liters
The world was drawn bright
But thickened along the edges of the palette
Swallowing stupidity, I seemed to myself cunning
I wanted to live with taste - I got a sugary
Sadness will not let go of
Someone laughs and dick with him
Sheva Latent fagot - barking dog will not bite
The way down the stairs from top to bottom
The courageous mind has, in panties - heroism is valued
Then I celebrated my birthday with the thirtieth whiskar
Ebalniki opened the blacks like white Jamie
And here I lived: Book REGNITZ, white LeinRITT
Meet My New Friends

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My city is sleeping, I go out into the downpour
My city is sleeping and I walk in the rain
My city is sleeping and I wander into a downpour
We hated each other in spite of someone live

Part 2:

We will live in spite of someone.
In spite of someone we are torn to the goal
We will live in spite
We wake envy, enjoying it
We hate it, infected with it
And I'm tired - I'm aging
If it's not too late to fix something - I will have time
And if in hell - rather ...
Then I left the ring of Berlin
Under kisses in the back
And as usual, I love, I'm sorry, but ...
Dorisu - I will give the picture
He translated colors in vain
And, thank God, I didn’t take off the mask in front of you ...
They say far in my heart
And besides Casey, no one got
In this city I dreamed of flying high
Here they disappear without a trace on foot
A friend will not love like my brother
There are houses at home.
All roads lead to Rome, but I returned back
The meaning of life is to live. Grasp and hold
And in it up or down ... - floors
And I'm not afraid to step on the rake
They teach broken foreheads
Friendship is not checked by successes, but by trabels.
My old bridge, here I wrote an album
And then deeper - Drunk Street
If someone whores and whiskey with ice
But the point is not to find ...
Opposite the Stone Jesus - a place of confession
My city is sleeping and I have to go, the downpour will get tired soon
Tomorrow back to Berlin - the final of history ...

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My city is sleeping, I go out into the downpour
My city is sleeping and I walk in the rain
My city is sleeping and I wander into a downpour
We hated each other in spite of someone live