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When the grunts are twisted in the stomach as the tower of Tatlin

And all that I got accumulated, only cough suckled

Cheap pate smeared sky over my straight quarter

Lenders extected a leaf that tomorrow has come

When every fucking day like the eighteenth brother

Soon the calendar and plans of friends will turn over to build a career

Uncompromising happiness in installments under zero percent

Weekdays and black dawn will be twisted as Powl Calana

And rolling the distance indifferently my consumer basket

Let droach, taught people, I scam you judge

Empty electric trains on the nodal will start iron loops

Forget under the degree, and with traces on a shirt from a cigarette ash

Falling asleep in credit

Dying in credit

Waking up in credit

And now at the entrance with a broken lamp I am still completely alone

I dream faster wrap in the morning in the blind intestine blankets

WILL OUT AND STATE WIDE WIDE

From the runway jumping and rapidly falling into debt pits

Rusty water from under the crane as tears Post of Russia in agony

Execution courses of currencies of my feelings and everything is sold. And you

With a smile on a million and fucking ten percent annual

Calculate all finance, shifts of apartments, moving, but suddenly the circumstances dictate their rules and beat with the left empty

Humpbacks Curl crowded submissive in queues of banks

Over a checkbox in a sheet, for a map, pins, tilted plans

And let the sky burning a little frightened cricket lighters

I am in these stuffed shacks of industrial crusons with sick and desperate cry