Bacho - вырос
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Too many words, so few movements
A few steps to meet the defeat
The flasks filled my inner poison
In the mirror maniac, not happy for himself

Hands dropped from the oncoming wind
The eyelids were stuck from dull light
You boil in your head, why is it so
Blood boils and burns water

Write off early from shields but
The habit of postponing for later everything
This is you all I am
Stars faded the lighthouse collapsed

For some reason everyone is waiting for the other to stumble
Envy presses like a tourniquet, it chokes from the poison
Bitch fucking herd, that night is a dawn
And who needs all this is writing something in vain

City night will drive everyone away from the streets
This city, like an old friend, let's smoke
This city is full of dope, but you are not a dope
This city will fuck you and give you a light


Hey pour soda sit down at the table
Come heart to heart without any back
There is no mood, and I did not find?

Let's not argue
Why are you persecuted and so bitch is sickening
let's pour a degree tired of being serious

Remove these vulgar bitches,
Are you hungry or what?
I have been drinking apple juice for a long time, not whiskey
I dream of shooting solo
golf and polo field
I think like an old grandfather
Yes holi old school

Ancient as hops and malt,
Eternally young
Twisted type
It is important that it plays
inside, which did not subside
What are you mutating that rushing you
but nothing in fashion
Okay, it's still ahead
Or something like

The mother of the son grew up and the son is buzzing
The new horizon pulls like a magnet
I saw a dream and he says how
I fall from the price and you catch