Standing on the crossroad I wish choose new way
Drifting every moment i want to go away
When my blood is coming through the vein
I can hear a voice of serene
I can here a voice of serene
I’m standing and trolling whiskey
How cannot i miss my key?
If he wants to break
He wants to break
To break free
Break
Free-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Living here inside the dome
I can’t deal with marrowbone
It destroys me way of life
Will be better to deny
I’m standing and trolling whiskey
How cannot i miss my key?
If he wants to break
He wants to break
To break free
Break
Free-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Snowman comes to the hell
I still feel my pressure well
And I don’t want to stop
Who can find my telescope
Find out more about the gun
Which he took from Mohicans
Standing and trolling whiskey
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