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Russian
03:12
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A needle under my skin.
I hate this midnight feeling.
I’m waiting for a new day
And for new trouble’s setting
No buddy for high-fiving.
That lonely wolf is howling
Inviting lazy hunters,
Guess, it’s an easy prey
Why did I choose precisely that way
For lovely walkings?
How did I find the corner here to get into?
Yeah, I’m Russian truly
Yeah, I’m not a bully
And I catch the sadness
Like a cruel flu
Yeah, I’m Russian truly
Yeah, I’m not a bully
Well, I always catch the sadness
Just like you
Don’t knock on my open door
You’re invited, c’mon,
Despite my wounds and humble hopes
To heal them.
Hold on! There is nothing wrong.
And dance attendance upon
These gloomy guys to make them smile.
Don’t be late.
No hard feelings, baby. Please, don’t ignore me, baby.
Cause I’m the same as you, and you’re the same as me
Yeah, I’m Russian truly
Catch the sadness-bullet
Well, I catch the sadness
Like a cruel flu
Yeah, I catch the sadness…
Yeah, I’m Russian truly
Yeah, I’m not a bully
And I catch the sadness
Like a cruel flu
Yeah, I’m Russian truly
Yeah, I’m not a bully
Well, I always catch the sadness
Just like you
Kiss me, God!
Kiss me, brothers! Kiss me, sisters!
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The Kartetch Tbilisi, Georgia
Situational grunge
Flimsy shoegaze
Drunken violinists
Bed scenes
Not heart-to-heart chat
Precarious happy endings
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