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Behind the closed curtains
I am more than certain
End is not to come
In front of frozen windows
Me and seven widows
Waiting for the luck (we want to fuck)

Five blondes in the car
Without a chauffeur
On the way to stage
Lipstick all around
Death wihout a sound
Where’s psychologist?

Above the stratosphere
What are we doing here?
Just praying our gods
Below the nature law
We’ve hidden any flaw
We’re angels, fallen ones

Five blondes in the car
Without a chauffeur
On the way to stage
Lipstick all around
Death without a sound
Where’s psychologist?

You’re the way. I’ve gone astray
May I play your game? Please let me fade
Fell into disuse long time ago
Rip inside my soul through the ego

Five blondes in the car
Without a chauffeur
On the way to stage
Lipstick all around
Death wihout a sound
Where’s psychologist?

Above the stratosphere
What are we doing here?
Just praying our gods
Below the nature law
We’ve hidden any flaw
We’re angels, fallen ones

Behind the closed curtains
I am more than certain
End is just to come
In front of frozen windows
Me and million widows
Waiting for the rock

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