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the seasons are changing, the couples are parting, the kinsmen are dying, the song is staying the same. the problems are ranging, the terracts are starting, the children are crying, the life is playing its game. * * * And I'll be repeating this till my last breath - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck you, death! * * * I will be repeating this song, will be repeating this song, will be repeating this song, as I see what’s going on! * * * the arts are depreciating, the industriality has disappeared. the medicine is overrating, the conclusion is we're all smeared. the news is exaggerating, the government's attempts are uncleared. the being is excruciating, the today is what we feared. * * * But I'll be repeating this till my last breath - Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, fuck you, death! * * * I will be repeating this song, will be repeating this song, will be repeating this song, as I see what’s going on! © Vadim Kolesnikoff
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