Corba Riblja
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East of Paradise
While I stand behind the sledge partially drunk
Hating myself and others a little
Killing lightly cognac cigarettes
Good friends of mine servants
I'm not one to whine
I don't have you anymore and what can I do
I'll drag myself home later
Just to drink one more from my feet
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You're not crazy to be ashamed, are you
Because you banished me east of paradise
At least smile when you see me
Stay trash until the end
I know I won't be able to sleep for a long time
Infinitely long and cursed nights
How wrong the days are without you
Not even a drink can help me here
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