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RosComNadZoR (Exile Dreams) Video (MV)




Performed By: Cos Bircoff
Language: English
Length: 3:32
Written by: Konstantin Biryukov




Cos Bircoff - RosComNadZoR (Exile Dreams) Lyrics
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I was rollin' in Sochi like a loyal hound
An old peacock on a leash draggin' me around
Pulled me through the gutters where youth gets tossed
Where bodies sell for money man at what-what cost?
Feelings are illusions wrapped in silk and flair
On stained velvet couches misplaced just desires flare
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora weighs heavy and cold
We parted ways
I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams
To a new life sworn
Headed to work knowin' he ain't waitin' up
His passion's elsewhere body's never enough
Chasin' new thrills couldn't sit still
But I spared his feelings 'cause my love was real
He got his prize the Olympic acclaim
But under that tail
HIV
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora tells stories untold
We parted ways I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams to a new life sworn
You spread lies playin' games with my name
Cursin' me at night tryna tarnish my flame
You say you want kids he shouts to the youth
Thankin' all around while distortin' the truth
They're ready to raise slaves under peacock tails
In nightmares of exile my spirit prevails
Feels like hell's punishment been laid upon me
Talk of castration and deportin' me
To Syzran Kazan and Yoshkar-Ola's maze
Where souls feel lost in endless days
Drunken contests in Syktyvkar's haze
No peace to find in those shadowed ways
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora tells stories untold
We parted ways I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams to a new life sworn
Medals and honors but the spirit fails
Under the weight of those peacock tails
This ain't the equator it's cold and sore
Whispers in the wind say
"Roskomnadzor"
Once again the peacock spreads its tail
Medals stack up but the colors pale
Echoes of exile dreams that implore
Seeking a haven on a distant shore
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I was rollin' in Sochi like a loyal hound
An old peacock on a leash draggin' me around
Pulled me through the gutters where youth gets tossed
Where bodies sell for money man at what-what cost?
Feelings are illusions wrapped in silk and flair
On stained velvet couches misplaced just desires flare
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora weighs heavy and cold
We parted ways
I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams
To a new life sworn
Headed to work knowin' he ain't waitin' up
His passion's elsewhere body's never enough
Chasin' new thrills couldn't sit still
But I spared his feelings 'cause my love was real
He got his prize the Olympic acclaim
But under that tail
HIV
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora tells stories untold
We parted ways I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams to a new life sworn
You spread lies playin' games with my name
Cursin' me at night tryna tarnish my flame
You say you want kids he shouts to the youth
Thankin' all around while distortin' the truth
They're ready to raise slaves under peacock tails
In nightmares of exile my spirit prevails
Feels like hell's punishment been laid upon me
Talk of castration and deportin' me
To Syzran Kazan and Yoshkar-Ola's maze
Where souls feel lost in endless days
Drunken contests in Syktyvkar's haze
No peace to find in those shadowed ways
Epidemic rising shadows unfold
Sokolinaya Gora tells stories untold
We parted ways I'm clean but torn
Maple leaf dreams to a new life sworn
Medals and honors but the spirit fails
Under the weight of those peacock tails
This ain't the equator it's cold and sore
Whispers in the wind say
"Roskomnadzor"
Once again the peacock spreads its tail
Medals stack up but the colors pale
Echoes of exile dreams that implore
Seeking a haven on a distant shore
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Writer: Konstantin Biryukov
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