Собаки Табака - Новое Тело
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In the window is the moon, and tomorrow is a new day
I sit with a vein with a knife, and life is only one
And demons grind my teeth, my teeth
Cut yourself, eat, it will no longer be worse

Where my soul flies, and somewhere the mind crawls in the darkness of someone else's hell
I need it
And what kind of dregs, by God, is this mind
Collection of patients with fantasies, stupid herds
Crooked sarcasm
The fate of the primacy
Eat, shit, love, dare, look for debauchery
Take, lie, thump, dig a grave for yourself
I'm at the limit
And you need to change something
And here again
Lazy, drunk body lies idle
Give birth to such scum, once my mother wanted
Well, I do not
And what the dick, I'm sitting out of sorts
Blowing the flea in the shower, like a false whore
I throw a knife, a new era has come, I take an ax
I'll go, I will arrange terror neighbors

In the hand of the ax, the palm sweated
My inner demon wants a new body

In the hand of the ax, the palm sweated
Today the boy wants a new body

A few people need it, just then -
Sip of water, food, in the heat of the cool
A little reason, a little God,
Yes, and some other garbage
But not now, now it's too late ...
In the window of the moon, stars flicker ...