We all feel like heroes of an unhappy movie.
We differ greatly from our ideal versions.
And it turns out that life is determined, apparently,
Own set of wrong choices made.
I forget to call my parents again,
Then ashamed to type, because I did not call so long ago.
I roll a snowball: failure after failure.
Again he stopped smoking and started again.
These arrows are in such a hurry,
Yes, these arrows are in such a hurry,
As if afraid to be late, ee.
And I sit down in my Delorian, de-de-Delorian, de-de-Delorian.
Just closing my eyes, de-Delorian, de-de-Delorian.
De De-Delorian again set off back.
In its Delorian, de-de-Delorian, de-de-Delorian.
Just closing my eyes, de-Delorian, de-de-Delorian.
De-de-Delorian again.
We are tightened again,
We are dragged out again by time zones, ee.
Everyone at least once dreamed,
Everyone at least once dreamed of becoming a hero of the marmot's day, ee.
And we do not have enough time to think about time,
Well and let, now such times, ee.
About all our dreams we speak only in the future time,
Knowing that we will not find it in future time.
Not believing in the past of life, again we live in the past,
About the present there will be time to think a little later.
A second hand pierces my heart.
I'm exhaling and stopping time.
After all, I live only in infrequent moments.
When I remember that now everything is fucked up.
These arrows are in such a hurry,
Yes, these arrows are in such a hurry,
As if afraid to be late, ee.
We are tightened again,
We are dragged out again by time zones, ee.
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