caught dipres came under the pressure of fat circumstances,
from all possible places, fucked my way
fucked morally, dried and immobilized
favorite condition, the hand involuntarily writes
our funeral, snow, minus seven outside
he circles, empty the mugs
Pour sorrow quench your sadness
fate will not draw a cross as a cartoon gave
Salvador gave, blasphemy will be proud
brother pass the bottle to the salvator topping up
I'm so used to blue colossal pest
need fresh air it's time to bring down the yard
she to me ass, I to her flowers cakes
busy at work with exels wards
seals are torn, our quarrels, wars,
discuss all her sins we will fall asleep in the salad in the face
Opel of roses delivered to her last quarrel and you
listened to her my pressure pink nozzles
there is a hotel, romance we are
tell me how to forget her tears
my ideas are over, I'm here with you questions
from which decks now should I give her trumps
because the nights of the road, when fate does not give goats
and morning, the new native only illuminates the look
I was ready to throw mountains at her feet
now how to quit smoking, digging through the nose with a nose,
bite the teeth with granite, but I won’t leave, understand
because pride wears until dawn, and the heart asks for ori
dead end inside, old man, count it, let's bet?
if I don’t return it, then we will burn in hell
and don’t think it’s all just said so,
I am ready for such a bet for her eyes