Приторно-сладкий кофе - Полумёртвый полумесяц
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All my attempts to get to the bottom of illusions
Black smoke, caustic gas turn me into a corpse
“Depressha is not a disease”, they think this is nonsense
When you strive for death in unconsciousness, like a corpse

I cut down on the columns Joji, Joji cool
I have been sitting on psychotropic for a long time, I am dick
Two cuts on the wrist
Half -dead crescent
Dullly illuminates the abomination
So lousy, at least kill yourself

Probably, everything has long been completely shitty
My skin is colder under the influence of sleeping pills
Again new corrals, self -flagellation
Not controlled process, but the meaning of existence

I cut down on the columns Joji, Joji cool
I have been sitting on psychotropic for a long time, I am dick
Two cuts on the wrist
Half -dead crescent
Dullly illuminates the abomination
So lousy, at least kill yourself

I cut down on the columns Joji, Joji cool
I have been sitting on psychotropic for a long time, I am dick
Two cuts on the wrist
Half -dead crescent
Dullly illuminates the abomination
So lousy, at least kill yourself
I cut down on the columns Joji, Joji cool
I have been sitting on psychotropic for a long time, I am dick
Two cuts on the wrist
Half -dead crescent
Dullly illuminates the abomination
So lousy, at least kill yourself