шляпа шаляпина - филипп рот
текст песни

Hello?
I know who you are. You are nothing. You think that you are something, but in fact you are just an empty place. You are a dummy, you are a black hole, I will finish you so that you will flow from your ears.

[Zhenya]
Yobe is a fall, in childhood, he was ill with an anemia from the jerk
I became similar to bringing how I climb women and unfamiliar women every night I saw in a dream
Any female image went to development, use
At home, my mother put on a cardboard frame on me, this device did not allow herself to touch herself how much it would fit
And even my cry did not help
What have you done, mom? I jerked at school, tickled in a groin
And when he climbed into the rope, the first orgasm happened in the web, under the ceiling of the gym
Hands remember the cold of the crossbars, young seed flowed into Umbro shorts
How can I rewind the sticky time? How to disperse growing up?
I tried to put the bread in a bun - my stepfather found it by surprise, ordered it to be clamped
Now do not distinguish between fucking and food my golden rule
Put on a pillow grandmother's bra - a girlfriend is ready, the room does not close
The dusty pipe from the vacuum cleaner stared through the Chinese gandons Desire
I am constantly in Palev: at home, at school
And suddenly forgetting all the decency
I could not resist - I lowered it in a notebook on the back desk, looking at the teacher
Finally graduation, one fool agrees, lies, ready for affection
I swing, diving into a cap, drive into a hole
Something is wrong: the sensations are lubricated
There is not enough stepfather, a mother, who beats her arms tapping into the bathroom
I can't finish, the fool moans, but my hopes are deceived
The holiday is worse than the expectation of a holiday, day and night I watch porn
I constantly wish only a female who is not near, ideal forms
They strangle me in a dream, I wake up, run in search, here is the only one
But I am stirring about disappointment, I lower it in a void firing

[Breedv] (x2)
I am an emotional freak, like Philip Rot
In my soul I have a void, like Philip's mouth
My compass is always set to a female that does not give me
I read all his books, but Philip Rot did not help me

[Kostya]
With age, I became the hero of the gloomy paintings of Ulrich Vali
Until I finish the bathroom for 2 hours, I can't get out
The neighbors threaten to evict, pour glue in my teapot
I don't care, the older you are, the more you are desperate
And it's not about life plans, I'm talking now stupidly about fucking
I live in a communal apartment and spend the last money on whores
Years broke my peers: who is thumping, who wants to hang himself
I dream of young charming people when a ditch is in a rage
This is my utopia, my walk-field, my city city
I still have not left a dream of writing, but dick dictates the laws
While he works nothing else: it is buried, flooded
Including ambitions, I lost the score for years, I put it off for later
I am Bunuel on the contrary, I want an hour for sleep and 23 on a run
Their hats on these roads of love and aching pain
I am a gold subscriber of all sites and blogs on the topic
I am a snob and a dope
And for this they let me go to where dreams live, but nothing is allowed
Everything is possible except penetration
Jerk off - dance, they tell me
Nearby there will be a chick whose tights I stole in the 7th grade
She was given sleeping pills or drug and she is completely in my hands
Like a doll, but warm, and I start to cry between her legs
Something about life becomes clear to me, some kind of innate fear
Suddenly retreats and it seems that I can really be with her
Her white skin, blond hair and lips like a sentence to us
I hear it and fulfill it, I hope our corpses will be born together

[Breedv] (x2)
I am a dumb idiot, just like Philip mouth
My fingers in my hair, like Philip's mouth
I climb them in a pussy, like a child in a festive cake
I’m dying, but I don’t give up until I sit in my mouth.