Текст песни Vyaches Aside - Червивое яблоко жизни...

- Hello how are you?
Word: "-Thenny"
Corrosive to the legs straight poison
But no noise will not sum up from the rear of dust
I'm not angry just I know - the angel chopped the wings
Life is a means to rudeness
By chest
But we will survive in this rank
We will give a place in paradise
And our sex in the morning
Replace everything
You will stay in the texts of Tuta
Divine as a dream
I'm not a bastard dexter
I am local Buddha
My weight of philosophy
Great as Everest big
I am not a famous scratch
My not brilliance circle
But your heavenly status
And I do not have a place here
And my songs like a corpse
Under the press of cat.
And free leisure
I like good news in hell

Hey:
There is not! Life in me!
The subscriber is not available alive? No!
The sky will not take on top!
After all, at the same time, I'm not white blue and there are no places there!

All questions converge on - no
All answers are not suitable at the time
You are that rose that pulls on sin
I do not need Miami islands because you do not have in them

Call instead: here here
how lil vein without a tattoo
Knock Knock! who's there ?
Death...
And sound in this song last
Friend

Hey:
There is not! Life in me!
The subscriber is not available alive? No!
The sky will not take on top!
After all, at the same time, I'm not white blue and there are no places there!