I am a donkey here somewhere in the Putilkovo area
I would like to shelter someone here
So I took the dog, feed, I remove it myself
And yesterday the curtain was so funny, generally miracles
The pillow here, of course, is not softer
Although a girlfriend is not for you to crush her, what
Then he began to read excitedly and I read
"They do not see further and a half meters" - in short about bees
In general - everything is like people, everything is like mine
Pr -up to himself and a span until my forehead touches, fucking, stone
Call you back, I'm busy, I still have a text to write
Who did this from me? Probably mother
Dirty linen container 40 centimeters
There is simply no more room on the container
So we live in a hostel for confused
If you measure, it will be wider in the coffin, yes
Looks like I was counted with this photo
The wrong stop, and the district is not the same
I will go out - so that it was warm, I will correct the jacket
But what a jacket does not warm, the opposite
The opposite is the contrary, everything is wrong
The dad at 36 suddenly drove the attic
In the area of the heart a knock, as if time is ticking
Somewhere in the Putilkovo area
You gave birth to a song, I cut the umbilical cord
My business, Lord, inserted and took out
All these "pursue, pursue" you took on yourself
And in the future you are in the bedroom to sleep, I'm on the sofa
And from my windows there is really another building
Kitchen from a sex meter two, I follow meals
Well, how do I move? I try not to cook, pure boots
Just earlier, if you remember, ate five
In the morning I washed my face, I wiped it and
In the body is such a weakness, as if he were driving a glycerin
Payment paid forward for a month of the garden, seem
I somehow quickly dived into adult life
Now a studio in the studio in the Putilkovo area
The wardrobe is the same, updated by cologne
I don't know only, now to burn for whom
And time for mistakes poked, everything
The opposite is the contrary, everything is wrong
The dad at 36 suddenly drove the attic
In the area of the heart a knock, as if time is ticking
Somewhere in the Putilkovo area
The opposite is the contrary, everything is wrong
The dad at 36 suddenly drove the attic
In the area of the heart a knock, as if time is ticking
Somewhere in the Putilkovo area
