somewhere weather hot and dry
but i'm not there, don't know why
where i am - it's dark and cold
and taste of life is blood and salt
somewhere sun is always shine
and clouds such white under pine
but here, where i am - dirty snow
and i'm forget a way to go
somewhere, i know, the life is great
but i am here, it's too late
i'm not a soft, no one can't tame
i always play my wicked game
dark place wicked game
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