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Abakan
03:40
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Got yr fucking pistol sitting on my cranium, sitting in the backseat drunken joyride mania, waiting on some call to meet in a bathhouse, fucking with a handgun between my balls and my mouth.
Endless misery, Siberian winter, no home, too cold to snow
Безконецный бред, сибрской зимой, нет дома, когда так холодно снег не идёт
Абакан – Лас Вегас России, без законов, всё под землей, пытаные в машинах, её пиздец на моём руки
Beer in my car. Cunt in my hand.
I tried to call home but all I got was silence, we slept on the floor with our hands bound behind us, ate crackers in the dirt, piss froze right away, rotten harsh landscape and it won’t go away.
Welcome home, get what you seek. Nightmares come true and the truth looks bleak.
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