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We got desperate
Waiting for our cheques to come
I got drunk, you got high
You would not raise your eyes

We got desperate
Waiting for our cheques to come
I got drunk, you got high
You would not raise your eyes

Kopkars on every corner
We're all alone
Kopkars on every corner
We're krawling home

Take these hands and throw them in the river
Take these hands and throw them in the river
Take these hands and throw them in the river
Take these hands and bury them in your hands

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