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A living seam of unbroken forests

Maybe the devil has me confused, but I feel a rustle

The bonds tug sharply, like a bone sac

This is the eternal path, I continue my step

My place is here, an interesting corpse

For some reason I got into the game, but here they will die for the weight

A veil of smoke in the bong, the soul is suspended in a coma

The mind is sour in the room, and thoughts are in someone else

The fields are vast, the windmills are soaring

My head is out for a walk, I will leave the Corner, so that in order

To become cleaner, like a grimy boy, to chop down this wild plant behind the bathhouse

To guzzle someone's alcohol for fun

To hide pupils and stashes,

To solve everyday problems

We have our own horse races and such pulse surges that sometimes we are driven to strike, leaving only crumpled packs and Cry

On the run home from the hookup, having spent my paycheck drinking,

We're waiting for a fateful opportunity

Will it ever be better? huh?

Why the fuck did you even start?

How did you ask without breaking my head?

Mutilated by a caustic speech, the crowd will crush all that is human in me with the breadth of its shoulders.

Soon we will rise from our knees.

Oxygen will be available to everyone,

And let the council sneer,

Without offering a single bite or a single glass,

I myself will fly across the overpass to the ground.

How many winters have I lived through?

How many years has it drizzled?

My pseudo-Russia clearly communicates to the entire population with brute force.

This world is astonishing, when a pair of zip-ties are in hand.

To vegetate the whole way as a parasite.

Law enforcement officer, please fire bullets at me.

I live up to the stigma, let the most brutal attack overtake me today.

Vodka, a small room, and the cold in a public morgue.

Here reeks of the fatherland's style,

I'm still with them.

That is, with them

People became quiet, but I'm not used to it.