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There's no more room for skeletons to hide in the closet,

Tickets are sold out for the show,

But I'm not performing here

To the beat of raindrops, I wander until

Slowly, like a corpse, the cigarette butt melts, the king is dead, only the jester remains Among the Judases, a dagger inside, let it be my Brutus - white noise,

While I move along the route,

Silently, through the alleys, hoping that, seriously,

As if possessed by a demon, I rise to touch the sky in the morning

When fate throws you to the ground from above,

Every day is built from barricades like a game of leapfrog,

Like a pendulum, how was the steel tempered?

Burn, they broke me, and I don't need a bodyguard,

Under the banner of scraps of freedom, I am armed on the outside With a sword inside, pain passes Through all the strings of the soul

And my heart cannot be opened with a key

And it hurts so much in my chest? - the phone is ringing...

But I'm empty like a hood - behind my back... no strength

No strength, I stood still until I got tired without even tasting life,

The instinct of self-preservation is cut off, I didn't ask for it to be easier,

I matured late,

And I thought that it wouldn't threaten me,

And I thought that God then

Put too much on my shoulders,

In all ten years, it wasn't even the weight, (man, it wasn't even all the experience)

It was only my transit...

From point A to point B - transit - 3x

(Transit, transit, transit)

And I don't care what's blowing through inside

(Blowing through, blowing through) the wind

From point A to point B - transit

Be rich, fresh and bright, everything is already in order,

A samurai has no baggage and no end to the journey, forgive me...

Answer-hello. silent.

You'll ask how I'm doing? I haven't been in touch

For six months, like the weather

Bad news, misfortunes,

No money

What can I tell you? How fate screwed me over?

She wasn't sweet, she wasn't loved, she only gave me warmth for a couple of months,

Warming a snake

Around my neck, like a hermit's collar

She couldn't strangle me (that's how it is), that's the way things are…

And how are you?

Has anything changed? Did you give birth? Did you get divorced? Did your husband die somewhere in the war?

I wanted to ask you personally, but I couldn't get the words out, somehow

I don't understand what you found in me back then?

For so many years I thought you should have relaxed.

But it didn't work out, with me - rejoice, life has taken a different turn,

Thank God, they gave me a chance

To choose my path, and that's it,

It's time to hang up and the beeps are just thoughts - but

Only one wing prevents me from falling and meeting death in the embrace of the asphalt

From point A to point B - transit

(Transit, transit, transit)

And I don't care what's blowing through inside

(Blowing through, blowing through) the wind

From point A to point B - transit

Be rich, fresh and bright, everything is already in order,

A samurai has no baggage and no end to the journey, forgive me…

But I'm a guest here, I'm here for a while

I just want to ask

How can I heal myself…

How can I…