КоТ ШрёдингерА - 05-30
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For half to now
Goodbye all my feelings
Ah life-art
Then she is beer then tea
I did not change
Perhaps only to yourself
Rubs are thinning
Yes drunk demon in a beard

Who was gone
Yes, I am not averse to being
And I got the night
And the day is no easier than night
There was a kind of holiday
And the war took a closer look
Bluesmen, their mother ...

Such a thing
On the staff and overboard
Sent the torpedoes
Yes, to whom God will send
Rub the hatches
And extinguish the whole world
All women are glitches
And we are generally someone's nonsense