I see a hole - I flew, I see a schedule - flew, and eat for dessert
Your sugar voice, people, with cuts on the arm
I will not drink anymore, I did not guess again
And each of my helicopters will be in the GTA mission
I buy tickets under the metronome
I collect things so as not to return home
Paraffin age and no stability is needed
I set fire to my character
I would fall under LSP so that no one caught me
I'm going from a hill on a chipboard, I did not overtake my roof
Mathematics - Minus of the legs, we are on the stick with you
Ground is the minus of many, I charge with acid
It is necessary to smash the tower, and in the hands of Parabelum
Tower-twin towers were the horoscope of the maiden
We will call today at 911
Time - money is a myth, bass time to pile
It is necessary to smash the tower, and in the hands of Parabelum
Tower-twin towers were the horoscope of the maiden
Today we will call nine-one-one
Time - money is a myth, bass time to pile
I have no more thoughts, I am in a vacuum
The girl will sign on my Dakimakur
I hung your Anime dress on Sakura
If you want, we would cry together
Wild wild fan, so fiery
Hiring-fire, then go to the sunset
Yes it is burned, hung, and the lanterns do not go out
Don't say anything, filling gasoline
Once-Hardbass, if only he saved me
Just for you, I grabbed phrases there
Lived like a robot, it is true as if a Bender from Futurama
For whom they did not take, I calmly exhale
I would fall under LSP so that no one caught me
I'm going from a hill on a chipboard, I did not overtake my roof
Mathematics - Minus of the legs, we are on the stick with you
Ground is the minus of many, I charge with acid
It is necessary to smash the tower, and in the hands of Parabelum
Tower-twin towers were the horoscope of the maiden
We will call today at 911
Time - money is a myth, bass time to pile
It is necessary to smash the tower, and in the hands of Parabelum
Tower-twin towers were the horoscope of the maiden
Today we will call nine-one-one
Time - money is a myth, bass time to pile
