Текст песни emoslut666 - 2007 сказал

Psychedelics, perfumes
Rains recently bloomed
And in every pud you see us
I feel whether it was
Two thousand seventh said
That he wants to return everything back
Do not remove the rules
So I want to fly up to hell

Psychedelics, perfumes
Rains recently bloomed
And in every pud you see us
I feel whether it was
Two thousand seventh said
That he wants to return everything back
Do not remove the rules
So I want to take off, and to hell

Psychedelics, perfumes, rains
You gave me everything
And the sun like every ray
Was there whether it was
Quietly blowing outside the window
The wind is a transparent rustle
Smoke of the room do not spread
We will inhale him

Psychedelics, perfumes
Rains recently bloomed
And in every pud you see us
I feel whether it was

Two thousand seventh said
That he wants to return everything back
Do not remove the rules
So I want to take off, and to hell

Psychedelics, perfumes
Rains recently bloomed
And in every pud you see us
I feel whether it was

Two thousand seventh said
That he wants to return everything back
Do not remove the rules
So I want to take off, and to hell