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EMOTIONS OF OUR GENERATION
And here we are again ready to kill on stage, yeah.
Move closer all those who are ready to die.
Hey, emo-girl at the bar, bring me a beer, I'm still waiting.
This fucking electric guitar can create armageddon.
Seize the moment, because tomorrow you will already be over forty.
We dance without respite. No time to wait.
Right here and right now this rock and roll ruled a ball.
Chief kapellmeister.
These are emotions of our generation.
And in forty years you’ll recollect those fucking days.
So don't brake, get closer to the stage.
It's time to get up and clap your hands.
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This City
04:06
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THIS CITY
Chaotic movement in beehive.
Infinite quantity of blocks.
The space sense is lost.
This city is waiting for me
Waiting for that day when I will lay down my hands.
Strange place, this city.
I think I'm going crazy, but I have to live here.
Labyrinths of these streets have buried me alive.
I cannot breathe and I have realized that there is no way out.
No way out.
Chaotic movement in ant hill.
Infinite quantity of blocks.
The people here are just ghosts.
Really, do only I see it?
These high-rise buildings and the windows looking as honeycombs.
Really, do only I see it?
The smoke and gray streets. I have to breathe.
Open your eyes now.
Your turn has come to see it.
Walls fall, the city perishes, sun sets.
Roofs burn, concrete has cracked.
All has begun at first. First life.
I see high trees here, I see grass and flowers.
Wildlife on city ruins... One of my realities.
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Sick And Done
04:15
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SICK AND DONE
Your body's closer. I will not bite you.
You're really a hot chick and you know it's true.
It's time to take off your dress. One minute of waiting and I'm in stress.
And suddenly you say it's bad to do it on a first date.
Someone's falling in love, careful.
We think it's fine.
Someone's getting hurt, torment.
But I'm sick, I'm done.
Such innocent. A little girl. What does this bearded man want from me now?
Thank you my friends, now I know what's wrong.
She's a slut. They were right.
She likes to play a virgin. They told me, I get it.
Be my friend. Oh, I can't.
Let's drink, I wanna see how you will lose your head.
Let's begin, time for Champagne,
Two glasses and she'll be insane.
Let's begin, time for Champagne.
Someone's falling in love, careful.
We think it's fine.
Someone's getting hurt, torment.
But I'm sick, I'm sick, I'm done.
It's time to take off your dress. One minute of waiting and I'm in stress.
No compromise, no place to hide. She will be fucked tonight.
What is love. What are feelings.
Gossips and lies make you helpless.
I'm sick, I'm done.
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On The Highway
01:28
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ON THE HIGHWAY
Red high boots, tired eyes in grey. Standing alone on the highway.
The black expensive car stopped by and the window down – hey baby, get in.
Twenty for a blowjob. Sixty for an ass fuck.
The fat guy smiles and hairy fingers climb under her skirt. It's just a client.
I'll have one hour of love for sixty bucks, yeah.
You are ready to grant every desire.
I, the sick pervert, light me in the fire.
Again alone on the highway. Red high boots, tired eyes in grey.
In expectation of a new toad, day after day, she stands on the road.
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Captain Goodbye
02:34
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CAPTAIN GOODBYE
Kill ‘em all or grasp all forts and caves.
One king has come. King of the pixels and frames.
One shot - one point.
Rush!
Room on the second floor and a handy rifle's in my hand.
In this game I am the best hitman.
Home, sweet home, fallout vault.
What I know about real world? Nothing more.
Outside the dirty streets nobody loves me.
All I want is a joypad. Continue, next level.
I'm jumping, all coins for me, I'm jumping.
Fireball and the princess is free. I'm jumping.
I want action. All levels of pac-man complete.
Where is my father's shotgun. It's time to go to the street.
One shot – one point.
One shot – two points.
One shot – three points. It must be easy.
One shot – four points. Recharge.
Maybe it will be a good fight, maybe I’ll lose my mind.
Time to choose a new nickname, I am starting a new game.
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Falling Down
04:22
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FALLING DOWN
Unusual, maybe I'm asleep tonight. It is the end of night prayers.
Seconds and I've got nothing to hold on. The reality escapes.
Falling down into an endless hole. To break through the wall.
And again I'm in front of the lake of light. Good night my mind.
I don’t need the sun to see the deer on the other side of the shore.
I don’t need sounds to communicate, something to hear.
My dream has come true. And you were there.
You will always be there.
Now I'm glad I've got nothing to hold on.
From time to time this place is open to everyone. To all.
Leave me here and I will live forever in this beautiful world.
Leave me here because we can’t be together. One by one.
We're fighting with nightmares through positive thoughts.
Behind us - white wings in this eternal place.
But suddenly in my sleep I hear a telephone call.
I open my eyes to see the new overcast day.
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