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From dusk till dawn
Days are full of haze
The streets of Moscow look like maze
This captured my mind
No beginning
No end
I can find
It's blowing, blowing out my mind
Moscow is a cold world
I wanna get out of
I wanna get out of
Down to the subway
One of crowded places
Lots of negative faces
Not open
Nor friendly
Everyone's got a problem
Flowing, flowing in transfers and transitions
No end, no beginning
I can't make definitions
Up in the street it's snowing and snowing
Melting into slushy mud
Under my boots
I hate it
But will force myself to like Moscow
Though now I can't
Now I can't
I'll force myself
Though now I can't
Now I can't
I don't like Moscow
I dont like
Moscow nights are full of lights
Moscow at night is a different world
Rich people in a big cars
Rich people in unapproachable clubs
All of them looking like pop stars
No comment, no talk
Cause they don't know who you are
Moscow nights are full of lights
Rich people in a big cars
Days are full of haze
I don't like Moscow
I don't like