So deeply you need an scuba gear,
Look at my friends
So spring came intravenously.
Welcome to the world: Glock Glock Glock - Thriller
Here Cop smoke hello! The wider the Zora, the wider you see.
You crush the eye juice while I jump between the keys
You fly away, fly away, fly away, fly away
We need to be quieter, they can hear us.
Run away, run away - Sakura, cherry.
All the same, excess. All the same, excess. All the same, excess. All the same, excess.
Reveal.
We need to rebel! I will look for you - it's like drinking.
Even if the water will not leave a trace of us. Strange. Strange.
I was behind the screen, hide me, hide me outside the telegram.
Demons, demons left the temple.
ENEMY, ENEMY hide behind your walls. We need dynamite.
And maybe no one stands there, and shots will seem thunder.
We stand, stand.
So deeply you need an scuba gear,
Look at friends- no plas
Look at my friends, I'm junk, I fought off my hands,
The sun closed the 102nd groove, is it an eclipse or evil eye?
They want us to go home, turn home into a pit.
So much smoke of a boys in the field,
Kamikadze-Ronin is also in a share,
Everywhere masks with a form of joy and pain,
In the hut, coughing boils,
So spring came intravenously
The whole fate is visible in the palm of your hand
To fight should remain poor
Cash with the smell of blood.
There is no plane. I'm junk. I'm JAX.
Pit.
