Chorus
We haven't got the world around us
It was you and me who were outlined in chalk
We have no more chance to stay
Former love on the pavement with a fucked up body
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You gave me a moment of slow passion
Death is near ... today we will have a holiday
New summer gave us a crumpled evening
We tore off the fuck the world, let it heal
You are my drug, a new dose is urgently needed
Although the plans have long been to quit
But the new scent is confusing right away
I put your fucking mind on the puzzle
And again, with a furious rage of matter, paw
From despair in the kitchen, slide down the wall to the floor
Poke an awkward fuck into an empty TV
Kill yourself and leave a visa in the bodies
So that even in heaven we can dial each other's number
The brain is atrophied tightly, the soul is in a coma
So that everyone shut up fucked in anticipation of pain
You moaned softly, because your heart still hurts
We will fly apart into numbers and be new just
Your soul is a desert island for me
Cliff jump ... and we passed the fucking exam
Strength of feelings, and let us be gifted with prizes
Because we ended our lives, my perfect child
And we will be remembered by tearing the evil smile off the concrete
The medal will split on both sides from the blow
But just, baby, don't cry, they'll give us a new one
Now your little world in my hands will be wound
Those walking by will respond to our Beautiful with vomit
Let these beautiful faces be driven into obituaries
But we were satisfied with our hands held in our palms
We smiled for the first time when we started to move in sync
My dead, I am your ingenious mediocrity
The second side of the coin died down in the pulse
For us the light at the end of the tunnel is a prize ... but it is already dimming
Fuck with him, we are perfect 2 sloppy corpses
An example for a hundred fucks who will do the same
But their attempts are awkward, and the silhouette is darkly blurred
Having smashed fucking on the asphalt you got an orgasm
And I was just a corpse on the conscience of fairy tales
That we crap about happiness, but this is complete insanity
You are paranoid, but I gave my all
If you love. Forget it, this is my ideal
MY LAST MY FORMER MY DEAD MY UNFORGETTED LOVE
MY LAST MY FORMER MY DEAD MY UNFORGETTED LOVE
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I'm a fucking mathematician, counting pints and grams
I'll draw a pentagram on your forehead with a dick
Son of Satan - besides me, only three sixes in the fifth
Fuck the whole battle, guys, they cheer you all up here, but
For your soul I give you a chance to pass like a demon
After all, only the devil will help the mediocrity go through here
I hang around constantly with your paw
She's true to you, yes, but I keep pawing
You call a bird a swallow, rather it is a condor
And asks me to be as weak as an anaconda
I sound so fucking because you upset me
Such a shit as you told me a hundred times and
I didn't give a damn about your opinion and your respect
After this track, the former love of rap
You will have it, don't deny it, kid
I'll send you to the pro-fathers, suck your dick
