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The guy

The guy are running on the road,
Knocking down the poles.
Disobedient foots say to him
"We will bring you, but no one step to back"
 
The guy wants to be God
But it's so hard
And so sadly, and so lonely
He had said it to my eyes when he was drunk
 
There isn't money, there isn't sex
Music dead – there isn't guy
There isn't money, there isn't sex, music dead
 
The guy forgot on the way
To where he run.
He run, grew stronger and grew the sting
And 'cuz of it - hard to run
 
Goes by rains, by lantern
Goes by dreams and by insomnias
Faster to be in time and memorize everything
Swallowing smiles of people avidly
 
There isn't money, there isn't sex
Music dead – there isn't guy
There isn't money, there isn't sex, music dead
 
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