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A couple of drops of bitter, originals, copies
Password and login, charging holds Nokia
Waste after trip, showcases and stations
A couple of cubes smeared from above, one stayed
If yours return, with a knife under the ribs
I was not particularly unleashed, the snot did not live
Skyscrapers will collapse, but half is said
No one will know what he hid under a panzerem
About painful in short, the heart will be frantically
From shit, do not make sweets, rotten rods
Go to treason, reality change
Fucking a fucker, like a massacre in my head
Suita, fuss, I don't know for the truth
The best morning the sun with the moon broke
Write out the words of the astronauts in outer space
Youth was old, the settings were dropped.