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DMITRY
I grew up on the sly
In the gutters and the streets of Petersburg
Just a kid on the fly
Getting good at getting by in Petersburg

I’ve bartered for a blanket, stolen for my bread
Learned to take my chances and use my head
A Russian rat is clever, clever or he ends up dead

Boils down to
There are some
Who survive
Some who don’t
Some give up
Some give in
Me I won’t
Black and blue
Welcome to
My Petersburg

Overhead see that sky
It’s not often clear as this in Petersburg
Looking up, don’t know why
Sky’s the only thing I’ll miss in Petersburg

There’s nothing here to hold me, no one that I owe
Still I have this feeling I can’t let go
It’s almost like I’m seeing footprints in the fallen snow

That’s where I
Stole a pear
Climbed a wall
Skinned a knee
There’s the boy
Growing up
Who was me
All I’ve been
All I’ll be
My Petersburg

See the lights
We arrived
Here’s the park
No more fights
We survived

ANYA
In the dark

DMITRY
And tonight
There’s a sky
And quite a view
My Petersburg

ANYA
Petersburg

BOTH
And me and you

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