To fogging, no longer a reason
I freeze you, worse than cold
But it's time to bring down, away from home
This Artemy broke, bring new
I'm here on the field of fools, I will be cache in the old fashioned way
Life does not teach anything so that I would not google there
I'm waiting for you to get wet from me
And I catch hot coals with my hands with my hands
Huli, well, what started? We sat normally
Old, spreading pickles on the ram
But now I am a deer, I sing for love
But it would be better to sang for food, but already singing Zebablo
I am like a broken robot from another planet
Restless rest, like a pair of meters
They say that they knocked out a wedge with a wedge, and a liter liter
But searching for yourself, more difficult than searching for the clitoris
I, like Arkady Paravozov, are cool horror
I help children with the fact that I do not conquer them
But my jokes are a stand for the deaf -mute
Artemy broke, but I will throw it on the weekend!
Madness - to do the same thing, in the hope of a different outcome
But for adequacy, I do not pretend very
I, like fifteen years ago, on the bits of Maxim Valya hip-hop
And how a fool still love this
Program failure - tell me about your plans
About new classes, dreams and the search for the prince
And I will tell you how I bought a doshk with a new taste
And then give me an answer, how can you get angry with me?
And I broken again, sang, reduced, danced
Cry, smile, tired, for a week without sleep
Spring has long passed, a blizzard is fierce outside the window
And in my head, as always, rubbish
They will hear a peppy bit and the track will become funny
But alas, this is not a pancake does not work
In this story is strange, it's time to put an end to
But no way, Cliffhenger began them and finish