Cap-cap ... tears are dripping
Click Clack ... The sounds of anesthesia
Gang Bang is not difficult
FAP FAP, I can feel
Run. I don't know where, I don't know why and huh.
Run away from myself, e, I will not find myself. U u
Run. I don't know where, I don't know why and huh.
Run away from myself, but I can't run away from myself
I open Reaper. 14 roads
Drama, bass, guitar. I write like God
I don’t know how to sing, but everyone does not give a damn.
I can release ten tracks a week.
It seems to be something wrong. Or everything is in order.
This world eats me without drinking a dry -haired woman.
Every new song is a bet, we seem to be in a casino.
And if the bet did not go, only one thing comes in.
Cap-cap ... tears are dripping
Click Clack ... The sounds of anesthesia
Gang Bang is not difficult
FAP FAP, I can feel
I draw the sun, draw rain and sky
Blood on the glass, as if I were not.
Notes in the head, notes, notes on paper,
My inner world is Haggie Waggie.
Again the guitar in my hands and again take the quinta,
Drogy strings as much as you like, but this is not you again.
You don’t give out autographs, not you collected the Olympic.
And you are still alive, did not die of suicide.
Cap-cap ... tears are dripping
Click Clack ... The sounds of anesthesia
Gang Bang is not difficult
FAP FAP, I can feel
Cap-cap ... tears are dripping
Click Clack ... The sounds of anesthesia
Gang Bang is not difficult
FAP FAP, I can feel
Run. I don't know where, I don't know why and huh.
Run away from myself, e, I will not find myself. U u
Run. I don't know where, I don't know why and huh.
Run away from myself, but I can't run away from myself
