Bursts of jealousy, tense nerves
Incredulous fidelity
No choice
In this system of feelings, they wanted to be the first
As a result, the heart began to rot, slowly but surely
I became crazy in these two years
And you collected puzzles in your microworld
Games of intrigue and lost in masks
What have we come to, I hope that I am satisfied
Let go free, erase me from your life
Write a letter and burn it on fire
Nastolgia files of the past
After all, everything went and it doesn’t hurt anymore
Your lies make me sick
I heard recently I found myself a new Hahaal
Andrey, Vova, Max or whatever it is
Oh fuck you
Personally, I don't need whores or models
'Cause I still don’t remember what day of the week it is
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There is no more choice, only shadow is around
Alas, we did not melt
Lost in the reflection of the mirror breaking silence
With a bang in the chest I scream let go
Resin sticks my lungs together
Then give the last breath
This damn body bonus
My mind will live or find refuge
And will sleep until my next life
Tell me if there is no choice with the violin.
In the hands of the master, give out or give yourself
And she just wanted to cry, sob, tear the strings
To go to clumsy fingers
Dreams like pollen
Hourly Nicotine Dropper
Uneven emphasis, my poems are my hospital
Something not like
And I have long lost borders, emotions and reality
If the muse is ephemeral, fleeting and I
But if you still pulsate in my arms
I can even write
In fits of drama mania
Beckons me, rehabilitation
No choice
Be or stay
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Change everything or leave it as it is
Do not understand anything or surrender to the word revenge
One less in the shower
You do not believe as always
And suddenly at the bottom
Different banks, deep river
Truth is rare, like every branch
Yes, choose what will happen next
It is ours and yours
In this corrupt world
Before choosing on your knees
Believe or not believe
Feelings checked, streets like veins
And I'm still waiting for you
Somewhere inside at home
Sorry, goodbye
You know just thai
In the arms of winter on the brink already fall
But I understand that it’s too early
The granules are melted
The granules are melted
But let's fly
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