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- Средство от бессонницы
Is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind,
and to lie to you rather than hurt you?
Well I'll confess all of of my sins
after several large gins
but still I'll hide from you,
hide what's inside from you.
And alarm bells ring
- Хуй поймаешь
An ending fitting for the start
You twist and tore our love apart
Your light fingers threw the dart
Shattered the lamp into darkness it cast us...
No, you've got it the wrong way round
Just shut me up and blamed it on the brown
Cornered the boy kicked out at the world,