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Neighbors
02:28
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“Neighbors”
Life is good when it’s unreal, so I’m sleeping all my day, hey!
I soar high, but I’m scared when you send me on my way.
Well, I’ve got no choice; I should get out the door
No, I’ve got no choice…
Let people say, but I don’t care; I’m gonna do what I wanna do.
I will fly high while the rest will be crashing under my shoe.
Well, I’ve got no choice; I should get out the door
No, I’ve got no choice…
Silly neighbor’s faces are looking down on me.
It makes me a little nervous, it makes me wanna scream
Like, “Shut up, mother fuckers, just let me be myself,
I’m not another guy, who lets you make him cry!”
Cry!
Well, I’ve got no choice; I should get out the door
No, I’ve got no choice…
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Gold Fever
03:24
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“Gold Fever”
Every single story got an end,
Sooner or later we’re all be dead.
Gold is in our hearts, not pockets; the best is hidden under our jackets,
But most of people don’t want understand.
Everybody’s looking for their own way,
But it’s closer than you know no need to complicate.
Uhhh….
Uhhh….
Every single story got an end,
Never rue about the time you’ve spent.
On a working day or cloudy weekend, don’t hang your head and keep on dreaming
Even if it seems it’s hard to stand.
Everybody’s looking for their own way,
But it’s closer than you know no need to complicate.
Long way home, no more roam, like a stone fell out from soul;
Back to the first form which I started.
Yeah, I couldn’t believe my eyes,
It was a big surprise when I found it.
Everybody’s looking for…
Uhhh….
Everybody’s looking for…
Uhhh….
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Faults
03:12
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“Faults”
This is a story from my own life
And now I have to go back to that time,
To that line that is mine.
I've lost my love and I thought I've lost my path.
I was so confused and I was so depressed,
I was so hopeless.
I've never met someone who would be so cool.
I've never met someone who would be so cold
At least from those who you know.
When she was coming back from school I've always been around.
The clip-clop of her skinny legs was the best of sound,
The best of sound.
Now I know I was so terribly wrong and I don't need any compassion.
This is a story from my own life.
Remember when you're so young you must not deny
Another chance to try to start again...
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Motto
03:16
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“Motto”
When Fortune cease to smile
And dark clouds for a while
Hover over my head.
To stay negative is not my style,
I’d rather set my bad luck on fire
And will be watching how everything good is coming back.
Is coming back to me.
When world is a liar
And drags me to a mire
Then I’ve got a motto to resist it.
You hate all these words of the commonplace,
But then again you still repeat them every day,
Do you think you’re smart? Oh, my God.
I’m not sure you want to act this way.
But you do it most every day.
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Fools (Young Lovers)
04:49
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Fools (Young Lovers)”
When the sun came down I’ve seen your gown
And your son brought the gun to you.
So I had to run, although I wanted to stay right there with you.
We were fools!
Betray my love, betray my soul and step on and on, and on, and on it.
She was a young girl from a coast town and had a seven years old son.
And I needed some quiet place, but once she said, “You own my soul”.
But I didn’t want ever to get it.
We were fools!
Betray my love, betray my soul and step on and on, and on, and on it.
Sometimes I see in my dreams like her whole face is in tears.
And there is a young man calls her “mother”.
Playful waves smash on the walls of a coast town
And daily life in a local fish market goes as ever.
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The Wain Самара, Russian Federation
The Wain is a singer-songwriter from Samara, Russia.
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