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Ты особенный [Ty osobenniy] [English translation]
Ты особенный [Ty osobenniy] [English translation]
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Ты особенный [Ty osobenniy] [English translation]

[Intro]

You're special, you're special, you're special

You're special, you're special, you're special (hear me?)

You're special, you're special, you're special

You're special, you're special

[1]

I've been trying to be on friendly terms with my head since childhood

But it keeps rejecting me

My female classmates are crawling to a drinking place

My female classmates have crystals in their eyelashes

Life is whirling in its premortem dance

I'm trying not to step in shit

God took away the last chance

By introducing me to the crowd

Child groups and backyards

Kindergartens, school halls

Some assholes from the crowd

Are throwing tomatoes in my face

"You are not like the others" is written on a sausage (hahaha)

"Well done" is written in your report card

But you're not growing up to be a winner

You've already grown up to be no one!

[Refrain]

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

[Postrefrain]

You're special, you're special, you're special

You're special, you're special, you're special (hear me?)

You're special, you're special, you're special

You're special, you're special

[Preverse]

Stinging wind, a gravestone, and a fence

Text on the ribbon: "Was born and grew up, was born and so what"

Stinging wind (you're special), a gravestone and a fence (you're special)

Text on the ribbon: "Was born and grew up, was born and so what"

[2]

Was born on the outskirts, grew up on the outskirts

A shitty worthless fucked up life

Admit it, your nerves got stretched like a string out of tune

You dream is hanging down from your umbilical cord as an eight-digit number (hush)

- So what's there? - Just like you wanted: a cross, gold coating

And eight digits on a funeral wreath under a bad photo

- Mom, I'll be a beautiful astronaut

- You'll be a mannequin at Tesla at best

Pointless endless rounds on the orbit of South Bumblefuck

Until "Don't panic" is no longer on the screen

Manure from worthless flesh

Fertile black soil will chew down and swallow

The wreath wire, the tombstone, and the fence

Was born and grew up, was born and so what!

[3]

What have we become, what did we want to become?

There's only an abyss without a bridge between the two

Started from scratch, already covered in crosses

The ribcage is tight, you're a prisoner in it

Life ate out a mosquito bald patch on us

There're only mirages and swamps around

After spending the last screw of hope

The stalker stayed in his comfort zone

But it's gonna be different with you for sure

Since you're not a regular passenger, you're a special boy

Your parents still praise and coddle you

And you fly among cocks like a shuttlecock

You're as unusual as a match in a box

As positive as an HIV test in a capital hospital

Everything is in your head, Comrade Sharikov

But an oprichnik will cut it off and hang it on a horse

[Refrain]

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

Your parents lied to you, you've already grown up to be no one

[Outro]

Ye-e-e-e

You're special

You're special

Ye-e-e-e

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