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- I Come From Lugansk
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- I desired to travel
But not that freaking way
City where I was born and raised
I can't no longer stay
I'm suprised that I'm still alive
Though the city left all the lights behind
You know that I
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town, and I love it
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town
Many people will not agree
But I'm brave enough to say
Those who turned to shit my city
Deserve to be killed any fucking way
I'm surprised that they let us survive
But the city's ruined and without the lights
You know that I
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town, and I love it
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town
What is that in the sky?
Is it the Sun or is it God?
It's the sign of the hope we've been waiting too long
Is it the sun?
You know that I
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town, and I love it
I come from
From Lugansk
Native town
I desired to travel
But not that freaking way
City where I was born and raised
I can't no longer stay
I'm suprised that I'm still alive
Though the city left all the lights behind