Текст песни Self-Made - Восемнадцать

Tomorrow, like an ordinary day,
Sunday, but fine
From what has been
Eighteen years in a row.
It is necessary to look decent -
Suddenly I congratulate personally?
And it arrives in the regiment soldiers,
Because everyone is saying:

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Tomorrow I will be eighteen,
You can drink, smoke, fuck.
It is necessary to say goodbye to childhood,
And the life of an adult to lead!
Will I now work
Monday through Saturday;
And I get back to work drunk -
You then forgive me!

And I will open the door
All sorts of different institutions,
Despite the fact that I
And so I went there.
And the loss will be forgotten
In the eternal bustle of hysteria
I'll be coming home
Since I work without power.
But!

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Unless something has changed?
The head almost shaved.
Here is the entire list of changes
In the coming day.
I will live a bit stricter, I ...
What, in truth do not like?
Oh well, dream
This to me is not lazy!

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