Торба-всех-Круче - На крючке
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We are on a hook, in a public flea market, on a push
We read newspapers, leaf novels
On the hook of doctors and pharmacists, more and more names, fewer recipes
We are getting about my mother's health and health

On hook
On hook

The whole world has long been hanging on the hook for the media
Lost thoughts, behind the back of fear
Hanging on the hook, swinging between stations in the free -free space

On lampposts

Swinging between stations in the free -free space
On lampposts
Swinging between stations in the free -free space
On lampposts

We hang on the hook, we are breaking gas prices
And for apartments prices break families
On the hook of eternal promises on the TV of fat officials by the heads of swinging
But another drop in the sea minutes of silence

In conspiracy of governments and bankers
Pictures of the world are rewritten
Nonsense, after all, soon we will fly lightly
We are in the sky in the hand, we are in the sky in the hand ...

On hook
On hook

We are on a hook in a public flea market, on a push
We read newspapers, leaf novels
The finale is nearing the hook of aspirations for perfection
I didn't recognize myself in the fool of the village
I didn't recognize myself
I didn't recognize myself
I didn't recognize myself
The finale is approaching
I didn't recognize myself
The finale is approaching
I didn't recognize myself
I didn't recognize myself
I didn't recognize myself
I did not recognize myself ...