Текст песни ЛИТВИНЕНКО - Рассказы

And finally tell me
How you loved as if dreams
At night she called for love
(fucking, well, fuck her)
It's love or just stories
There are less kvass in this love of degrees
Throw your friends back
What I did to squeeze her hands
I am confused at my work
Your smile will not feed for sure
Burdak on the hut you are irresistible
Pins in bulk seemed to be forever winter
I earned at least to night
And so fuck someone's drunk daughter
She will see my films
And I hear her, let's look water
I'm flying away at the reception
Take, Take me so far happy
And there shit is at home again
Listen I was fucked up at work
Estimate, figure out so every day we do not export
That we will not part, we take a dick fuck
We carry her problems to parents
Her plow tells me a fucking bold
And he is the garbage that with a round belly
The one that pushes the eternal burden
I say to him listen to her boss I love you don't respect you
After this I don't appear
Yes, I'm not afraid I just know it happens
Sometimes we need to take money
Everything happens in general, but he knows everything
And finally tell me
How you loved as if dreams
At night she called for love
(fucking, well, fuck her)
And finally tell me
How you loved as if dreams
At night she called for love
(fucking, well, fuck her)