Having crossed again, I carry my legs so stylish
He wants to go out inside, don't come close
I ate the faceless like Chitos, like McDonald's removal
How you saw a rat in your circle
I spent this ball where the sea of whores and wine
Where my blue fully led me under the mud
And not as if an asshole, but a real asshole
And as always I am right, but this is my truth
And as a mourning atom on you, I will be a avalanche
You don't cough and imagine your galya in the entrance
Protecting a dream in a communal sharashka
At the factory, before the salary, this papa is drawn
Oh, I flew from head to toe
Nobody needs yours - in a puddle bolt
And my empirion is now beating your system
Novocheboksarsky pictckers of creatures depersonalized
And that time is not sorry at least stinging bee
After all, youth is alone and I tasted her all the pain
I flew so for a dream, but flew to the bottom
And I am with you again, and I am with you again
And that time is not sorry at least stinging bee
After all, youth is alone and I tasted her all the pain
I flew so for a dream, but flew to the bottom
And I am with you again, and I am with you again
It's not about you, it's a matter that the price is in price
That you didn't take one evening sitting on a horse
The larch was lost and not understand how you are already at the bottom
This is the sebuple - you mumbled yourself
In the stench for the sake of where I am not happy - I don't need
Fuck you have to be for the pluses where I don't need
In your parades scales on a bath, putting on laurels
Pushing about business with China. Drawing your mother
And you will not break this frame late or early
Everyone is so poor, but on Instagram everything is satis-bogo
And I'm so sloping that you call me a curse
Having hung bast shoes, I will plow right on the hut
For all the injustice of the collections, it is beautifully lifted
Walking solidly chew on the back of the grunts
Missing time through a sieve, I gathered all my strength
To give you a piece of yourself and I can
And that time is not sorry at least stinging bee
After all, youth is alone and I tasted her all the pain
I flew so for a dream, but flew to the bottom
And I am with you again, and I am with you again
And that time is not sorry at least stinging bee
After all, youth is alone and I tasted her all the pain
I flew so for a dream, but flew to the bottom
And I am with you again, and I am with you again
