we are remembered and unchangeably we will fly to mines.
we are mothers, we are not nailed by the worlds, along the way.
at least you shouldn't be innocent, you haven't changed.
take out, lure mani beckons me, broke off. (2 times)
you are not nice to us, a music lover, but not enough kilowatts for the final.
you understood us nicely, you kicked your sides while you yawned.
apparently the one who poured feces on a bit is to blame.
Bring down the man-hit, where he poured, howled there "oh shit!"
blah balabol, yes there was pain, rap-head fight.
The mace didn't bother, this track doesn't suck.
mana panama, did not care much, was busy with business.
the calakol tower fell to the floor on the floors, it is a boiling flow - they will recognize it!
we did not lead the giant on the rocks, the blizzards were shallow
for weeks the vili have seen a sky like you have not seen.
there was a boom in the drums while it was early.
a herd of rams in a bar, wounds are forgotten there.
the speaker is dully nailed, like three types of dynamite.
in a pair poori, do not rub nonsense on the whale's membranes.
minimum, mines are not metal, mimes are not us, yes.
I changed wine for metal, it doesn't matter that we are on the beat.
we are remembered and unchangeably we will fly to mines.
we are mothers, we are not nailed by the worlds, along the way.
at least you shouldn't be innocent, you haven't changed.
take out, lure mani beckons me, broke off. (2 times)
my dreams are to stir up a repack on a party.
but it's cold in the turnips, it seems there is no snow.
I seem to be singing normally and bally forging what I need.
but they don’t give a thunder at the festival, I sing about the herd.
a bomb in your ears, my soul got caught in the net.
while we were flying, no medals were thrown at us, they say "that's it, let's mark it."
my songs will run through the yards, wires, and homes.
as vandams here and there I hope to become more famous.
but these are all dreams, in fact, you have to sweat a dick.
finally understand, the blizzards will not erase my numbers.
in the name of the pen, I will hammer your peace.
I went through so much, I think I picked up everything.
you have not seen the udder, the name grows over time.
because of the fog, the mana was carried out imaginary, and it spilled out from the stars.
we mimic and malicious, there is a lot of spontaneous in him, but
mimes are not us, I took out the guilt, you will not understand my movie.
we are remembered and unchangeably we will fly to mines.
we are mothers, we are not nailed by the worlds, along the way.
at least you shouldn't be innocent, you haven't changed.
take out, lure mani beckons me, broke off. (2 times)
