She has no problems, she has no worries
a glass of tequila instead of water
the smoke from the hookah is its oxygen, hundreds of drunken Fridays and about the same number of drunken Saturdays
constantly partying from year to year
the same thing from her favorite song, she has trembling skin
when a girlfriend is enraged, then she cannot be into an unbearable estate
we were even with her, we had so much fun God
Not enough
No mind
Sou Bad
Drunk nonsense
And not just words can hide details
because we all saw ourselves on the sofa and in the hall
you know more dirt, less light, a couple of glasses and you're undressed
It doesn’t matter if it is raining or snowing outside.
she does summer, she does it, enough fashionable devices
Turn back to me - let's bend down!
Theme is beaten, but relevant
you are just drunk drunk, remember the interior of his bedroom
of course you just like to drink and it’s fatal
from spice with morale morally, for you it’s already ritual
Kinowski or Martel-she is unlikely to feel the difference
maybe night portals to the envy of classmates, classmates. WHAT?! Classmates
tomorrow she’s ready for her first lesson
don't even think about what you quit and what not
believe me, you already eat this shit
your cheap skin burns in flames
I see you falling, but for some reason I am ashamed
but with something you catch, with the figure everything is clear
but without makeup, litter, only eyeliner
you will remember youth as coming from spice
but for now daddy is at home - bend down
tsok, tsok, tsok, tsok, tsok - heels for platitsa
when peaceful go to bed the mafia wakes up
and on clyde and bonnie, thousands of stories
adds salt to other people's wounds
I'm sorry, litter, I do not like playing in Sony
I stick in an iPhone, for success in pursuit
love does not heal us from it only merchandise
her bare shoulders - sinera, good evening
blackout curtains, save from light
dark clothes - darker than ashes
short sister of talent, she is the sister of excitement
it will be very hot with her, very hot
