Fuck you with their catchy " bro "
Included , not limited by a deadlock
Tusy inspections, and I'm stupid
And drew conclusions on gluplyu
I do not know music, and I do not know who you are
Fuck you with their catchy " bro "
Tusami , inspections , you just empty and it monomir
Puddles of paint pillows , erasing comfort, seen otdushnost
Until you puke your company, I copy propyl ideals .
Life is making samples, music families. we all aspire to that .
But up against the zeros , I love tulit word on the palette.
Around hipsters , downs and politics.
Every musician , every musician looketh to leave .
But with things without output relationship I was late.
But my plastic cards , bonuses cons. And I am glad that there are so many untruths .
I have engaged in bullying , who is kissing under the fireworks . And someone ..
Come on, kid . I dissected under nirvana. And you're great. Great and crappy smotryak .
Like .. this song is not you, it's you ottrahivanie .
On the street selling and fights , video and viruses, flew vindus , hung neighbor .
All driven , celebrate their favorite cartridges boxes with torn film.
I breakdown, evident as nalom , devices in the dining room for three persons. On me, on me and on me.
So over the slices , you are broken .
I am a citizen of the world and not blestal circumstances.
Disclose and start cheating.
