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500 rubles fuck and forgive him for the fact that he kicked me fucking
I take tickets to Peru
Fuck me - Perun is with me
I'll pick you up tomorrow
Although maybe I will not come
Joban roaming
Conversations through God
I will be the most fucked
While the road is rushing you
Actual on the cells
and three similar cameras
I say to myself
And I know that I'm not right
Fuck this life Style - Gays Nou Drags
The penultimate drug addict
Fucking on the bookmark, the meaning of life was sewn in a mattress
Only in the PATA party - pan or disappeared
I set fire to propane, I'm dumb from the plan
I disappeared somewhere - so it was necessary
Collecting the strength to rise from the sofa
But on the street, a harsh truth meets us
I set fire to propane, I'm dumb from the plan
I disappeared somewhere - so it was necessary
Collecting the strength to rise from the sofa
But on the street, a harsh truth meets us
You need to be in a pack
Just to praise each other
Gang of hypocrites
Steps one round
Disproductory crowd
On the syndrome of cancellation
There is no life pills
And probably without money
Plan in the thought, less and less clarity
My underground everywhere is a dirty verse
You are fucking, but I am without bias
Style and mother's joy
I quit smoking and realized that I was productive
The number changed that they didn’t call the mobile
This city absorbs and I was not adaptive
You are positive, but drown for despondency
Hey hey-hey-hey
I set fire to propane, I'm dumb from the plan
I disappeared somewhere - so it was necessary
Collecting the strength to rise from the sofa
But on the street, a harsh truth meets us
I set fire to propane, I'm dumb from the plan
I disappeared somewhere - so it was necessary
Collecting the strength to rise from the sofa
But on the street, a harsh truth meets us
And please give me 31 dash 35 tact