Текст песни kommunikaция - тренд

They tell stories where everything is wonderful
And we are with you in chats, and mainly in parts.
Everything goes on pussy, and when the train will come back
somewhere south, we will stay - just silent, natural part
city ​​stops, stairs and wind where,
Children know the second and third marrying bends,
where there is nothing to fill yourself, but just suddenly devote
And make the wrong choice. The most correct choice.

You're still not me, but I'm not stopdov.
For their own, they will certainly give pussies, but will not answer the question:
how many two minus two, crouching on the courts,
Empty inside the guys on three-track hoops.

Is this a trap or I confused? Poetry is not mine.
My - passions and lack of sleep. Arm and lack of sleep.
"Rafaello" go and please her, Dolboeb.
She also wants to fuck, so not s.

Life is meaningless in general, and disgusting in particulars.
I raise proud staging with the photo of our president.
Tell me about Heppi End. Tell me in the news
That I am now the coolest and class-faithful trend.