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<title>You&#039;re toxic and I&#039;m fast.</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Your toxic eyes, my red eyes, you're looking into the distance and I'm looking at you, And you don't look like you're my mafia man, and I'm just red velvet., Just remember my name, you'll dream about it again., And we drive through the license plates, the police won't recognize us, I'll wrap myself in red velvet, no one at the party will guess that I'm red velvet., While you're setting the bomb, I'm dancing with a man, while the countdown is on, I'm leaving the building.,<br /><br />under a clear beeping sound, an explosion is heard, no one knew that I did it faster, I'm sorry that you died, but I'm red velvet, I don't feel sorry for anyone but myself, I'm driving away in a red car driving along a dark road, it's wet, like my eyes, but they're not wet because of you I feel sorry for that sweet man with whom I danced and whirled in a bright red dance, even though I am red velvet, even though I am a soulless creature, but I like a man who will love me, and not from the outside but inside.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Sat, 12 Apr 2025 08:39:17 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>The life of a Mafia not maria</title>
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<description><![CDATA[There's a black car outside the house, little girl, please don't get in there. You can see it's covered with red fur, sometimes it's called velvet. <br /><br />But that's not the song, I want to dedicate it to those who hurt me, I whisper a prayer that they will die the next day, because I'm not just a girl, because I'm a red velvet<br /><br />Maybe I'll just close my eyes, get distracted, or just sleep? Mafia life is not easy, you can see everything in your eyes.<br /><br />I walk down the dark corridor, it hurts and makes me sick inside, I want to break my whole soul, keep the middle for myself. <br /><br />you see some kind of long Limo, please don't go near it, if you see it, it's all covered in red, know it's red velvet.<br /><br />I feel lonely, my heart is not laughing like last time, please, Kill me.<br />A dark street, an undeveloped edge, I'll fall and let the man in red fur save me and kiss me and I'll stab him at night .]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2025 19:03:28 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>The man with the red gun</title>
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<description><![CDATA[I was born to be a doll, and forget about myself, do you know what I would do? I tore out my heart and sold it! <br /><br />I conquer the hearts of many, but no one conquers me, if someone's heart twitches, I promise that I will tear it out! <br /><br />how difficult it is to be the best, beauty will conquer everyone, I will throw back the red velvet and everyone will see a silk.<br /><br />if I sell my heart, will I be heartless?, I won't give it to anyone and I won't sell it.. I'll keep it with me, should I love myself?! It's not that hard to be better, you can be forgotten. <br /><br />But you take out a red pistol, I thought it was covered with silk, but I didn't know or realize that the pistol was lined with red velvet. <br /><br />Being the best is not a disease, but red velvet overcame me, love me a man, with a red gun, I'm ready to sell my heart to you, tell me the price, I'll lower it for you.<br /><br />but I'm soulless, I'm coming with a trump card, and conquering him was not my dream, after the very first night, oh! my love, I'm sorry! I'll take a Gray knife and decorate it in red.]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2025 18:53:00 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>Past - best life</title>
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<description><![CDATA[you don't go home, you don't write anything, now I understand why my love for you is bursting, my eyes clearly show how hard it is for me and it hurts, well, I don't care, go to your new girlfriend, please!<br /><br />Say goodbye, don't force yourself on my mind, if something doesn't suit you, tell her that.,I'm running down a dark street alone, <br /><br />I'm not going to tell you, you'll probably figure it out for yourself. I'll just leave the ring on the dresser when you come, I won't get mad, I'll pedal, I'm gone now, my love, goodbye. <br /><br />on the way by car, in a black electric car, I'll go alone, no one gave up on me, of course you'll ask for forgiveness, but what difference does it make to me, now it's your duty to surrender <br /><br />goodbye and don't come back to me, don't make a mistake, let the future shine with a new favorite, I'll leave alone without you, so what if the car is yours, because we share everything in half after the divorce, <br /><br />pressing the pedals from foot to foot, I'll drive along the road alone, it's already getting light. You're walking home, you'll see your car missing. Please don't write to the police, just know that your red velvet is gone, into the sunset. Goodbye!]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2025 18:33:09 +0300</pubDate>
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<title>По временам</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Тёплою весной тебя я встретил, а с тобой остался навсегда.<br /><br />После холодной зимы, по жаркое лето, до рыжей осени и тёплую весной, я хочу чтоб ты не огорчалась и не убивалась по мне.<br /><br />Я надеюсь, что ты найдёшь лучшую пару, и забудешь про меня и не будешь помнить как тёплою весной я тебя провожал до дома, осенью холодной теплу, как тебя я зимой согревал, и дарил первый цветок.<br /><br />А со следующей любовью, умоляю тебя, ему не говори что я, той тёплою весной доставал из соседнего сада цветок, как зимой рисовал на снегу надпись «я тебя люблю», то признание осенью, и красивым закатом.<br /><br />Забудь меня, и думай о будущем, забудь меня, прошу тебя, не вини себя, не проси меня как я буду тебе напоминать как тёплою весной, я о тебе мечтал, а зимой рисовал твой портрет, темной про&#769;хладной осенью, я ярким рассветом и темным закатом встречал.<br /><br />]]></description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 Apr 2025 18:12:57 +0300</pubDate>
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