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Through blood and sweat, you finally accomplished the main thing.

In honor of this, I decided to take another new vacation.

I don't judge your choice.

But this way, you won't achieve what your weak brain wanted.

GRET JOB!

Every day is a race without rules.

If you fall, no one cares.

You're in a complete mess right now.

After all, you heard your brain's status.

Mine, which is also in shock.

But there's no time for emotions.

Overtake your past phantom.

Or you'll be devoured in a snap.

A hundred tasks a day over.

No. No god, that is a demon.

A miracle, if there is half.

Maybe you will survive this shit.

I just want rest and peace.

I'm not about death, can you hear?

You want it too, in all means.

But what are you made to get something?

Beast.

How do you stand yourself, tell me sincerely.

What could you strive for? You don't know, damn it.

I'm speechless.

How do you stand yourself, tell me sincerely.

What could you strive for? You don't know, damn it.

I'm speechless, as if they were stolen.

All that's left are actions and interjections.

And if thousands died in that pit,

I'm the first one to leave it, saying, as usual, "Everything."

With a ton of bonuses, God willing, you'll manage it.

If you're lucky, you'll thank the Almighty.

And if thousands died in that pit,

I'm the first one to leave it, saying, as usual, "Everything."

But if you're using a sea of ​​cheats, will you really be able to handle it? Don't lie to yourself, at least, you don't want to get out

Involuntarily complicating everything is a way of contemplation

I can't identify the source of the problems, which is really interfering

On the other hand, the charm meter is filling up

Fifty percent of the pain - the rest is better remembered

Complicating the regime out of boredom, who cares, they'll swallow it

Nothing can be done about what's really interfering

On the other hand, the charm meter is filling up

Sixty percent of the pain - the rest is better remembered

However, at least now you can continue whining

Or try to show everyone how much you don't give a fuck

You won't get what you want like that, come down from heaven, asshole

Because here they'll knock you down, as they say, in the blink of an eye

(It's so slow, it's so slow, it's so slow)

(I need to get back to normal tempo immediately)

(Every)

Every day is a race without rules

If you fall, then no one cares

You now I'm in total shock.

After all, I heard the brain's status.

Mine, which is also in shock.

But there's no time for emotions.

Outrun your past phantom.

Or you'll be devoured in a snap.