твоепадениевверх - мы здесь проездом
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Here is the opening of the door
Twist yourself on Dilee
Rush down into the overseas of smoke, alcohol faster

Stupid schoolgirls, guard, you probably blind
Someone is poured on the wall, I already regret that I am here

Miserable, there are only fagots, Bezukhov was right
But there is nothing to do, go, collecting yourself along the walls

Opening the cabin of the toilet immediately close tightly
Type of an overdose of a whore, there is no need to carry

But okay
You want to bite under a fucked bit
Already right here, not reaching the booze
bloody mess, the brain draws images, burning all thoughts to the ground
and feeling, as if the whole body squeezes
Fucking hands, Khrushchevs in cuts
Admit it, you like it, bitch,
Admit, you went too much

The fourteenth shit flies like a panacea
Behind the bar up the fingering of his empty soul
Carcasses of cigarette and in -vivo, fly on stage
And read the poems
After all, you all need you here, bitch

Panic, depression, let's quickly leave this place
Create a garbage, we drive here
Mix perpler -shit and believe me, everything will be pussy, honestly
Create a garbage, we drive here
Mix the fucking everything around and believe me - everything will be pussy, honestly ...
Create a garbage, we are traveling here.