The Ghosts, Thomas Mraz - Идея Фикс
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Choking in silence, I remember you
Because you're the problem in my head
Where are all these bitches, where are all these clubs?
There's only me, fire and copper pipes left here
And these copper pipes

My subscriber has been unavailable for a long time
Your mortal sin has been atoned for in advance
A piece of land on the moon has already been purchased
I'll get used to it there and explore the local cuisine.

I'll become a cook in some fast food, hey
I’ll rest a little, because people are so tired, and
Then I’ll rush back - fresh, rested
I'll remember you, because you're the problem in my head

My Giaconda, my paranoia
My stability, my crisis, my grief
My Volga, my Styx
My crazy fix idea

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Are you my brother or not my brother?
Or are you the enemy, thoughts are in a ravine
Me, I'm a plagiarist
It might even be worse

And the one who is needed -
Apparently, I realized this at the end of summer
It's difficult now, not like it was before
Went further than I should have gone
Listen, I'm sorry
To hell with words, to hell with poetry
Forget it

Wouldn't get used to the calm
Matter will become just dust, thought
Then incarnate
If you forget, get drunk, kill yourself, resurrect
And she’s already dreaming - fix

If you heard me
You would understand that everything was in vain
Wasted time
You can't make sparks from wet flint

The sweetness of water is known only through thirst
Think twice
I wouldn't have to talk to you, to myself
My head would be in order

My Giaconda, my paranoia
My stability, my crisis, my grief
My Volga, my Styx
My crazy fix idea

Idea fix (fix)
Fix-fix idea
Fix-fix idea
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Fixed idea
Fixed idea, ooh
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