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I went home not skirting the puddles
someone was then hardly needed
the sky looked dull in the night I
spit in his hand meaningless keys I

the jammed film spinning thoughts
I'm thirty years old, and who I am in this life
no friends no love or money
ocean life and my ship has not left the beach

well, or ran aground after graduation
Then I remember it was fun it was cool
but not the point here I go through the puddles
broken and lost in addition to the same has a cold

here I see flame went up close to him
where the boy is and cigarette smoke breathe
smokes on the balcony of the parents seem to sleep
thirteen guy so I figured at first sight

and at the moment I gained a goal and my plan was insane
I rented the whole process at the maximum zoom
lad blithely produces smoke rings
it is waiting for a meeting when the school will meet

meeting
strange meeting
strange meeting
strange meeting

I am a disciple of the tenth school me thirteen years
amateur rap jaguar beer cigarettes
I am fond of the latter recently
I smoke on the balcony when the father and mother falls asleep

and here again I went out to smoke
would know that I would not have to go, I
but he walked calmly smoked a cigarette and lay down in bed
Tomorrow the first lesson I get up early

morning came, I got going left
I go to the bus stop and hear in the back of someone breathing
I turned around, he grabbed me by the collar
some drunk goner thirty years

& quot; what you need from me & quot; I tell him
he says smiling saying today understand
he reaches into his pocket, he obviously tense
I understand the need to hit or he or I

I hit him in the shoulder, he says, & quot; you Th & quot;
another jab, he suddenly fell silent and
I leaned over and checked - like not breathing
I saw from a distance that my trolley fits

meeting
strange meeting
strange meeting
strange meeting