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- Eugene, Насос, Голова, БЮ
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- SHAITAN IN MY HOUSE
He comes to torture me
Lights my obscurity
I'm not my former self
Spirits ruining my health
My wicked genii
Force me to stop the fight
Making my spirits sunk
And my whole existence drunk
Once again he leans against my front door
Checks me wrecks me kills me now and then
Can't imagine how I existed before
Without a bottle and a glass in my hand
Shaitan in my house
Makes me dance, makes me bounce
Gloom and oblivion
Are his criteria
He breeds my hopeful dreams
Castles in the air they seem
I will be left alone
Foreseen and forlorn
His worms will eat me out
His acts go round and round