OUTCRY 13 - Replay
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Она Лондон и Париж,замес нереальный,
Она безумие и стиль,в одном экземпляре,
Она Выплеск Эндорфина,во взглядах случайных
Она безсоницы причина ночами
Ей не нужна любовь,ей нужно то что покрепче,
Она не хочет обманов и жить от встречи до встречи,
Ей нужен рокн ролл,нужна весна и свобода,
Она ни верит ни во что что сущестует до гроба,
Она слаще чем приятный стон,
Круче чем подгон колубиских кайфов целиком,
Грешный дом незнает но когда я рядом с ней,
Прошу у дьявола-поставь эту ночь на реплэй
Мой демон повернут на ней,
И сжигать нас раздельно не смей,
Она голос ночей,лучший вкус моих дней,
Поставь эту ночь не ре.. плэй
Мой демон повернут на ней,
И сжигать нас раздельно не смей,
Она голос ночей,лучший вкус моих дней,
Поставь эту ночь не ре.. плэй
Без нее как по ту сторону ствола
Но вся ирония в том что в ее руках у моего У лица
Этот ствол,в его обойме лишь один патрон,
Это значит что второго шанса с нею не дано,
Кто есть кто,но эта леди не стреляет в спину,
Она как многие хотела когда то быть милой,
Но осознала это куча напрасных усилий,
Поняв что лишь за ее тело ее так любили..
Она фанатка Нирванны и секса,
Она Капризная,во время депрессий и стреса,
Обожает вместо кофе,оргазмы на завтрак,
И если в соре мы я знаю как сделать приятно.
Она слаще чем приятный стон,
Круче чем подгон колубиских кайфов целиком,
Грешный дом незнает но когда я рядом с ней,
Прошу у дьявола-поставь эту ночь на реплэй
Мой демон повернут на ней,
И сжигать нас раздельно не смей,
Она голос ночей,лучший вкус моих дней,
Поставь эту ночь не ре.. плэй
Мой демон повернут на ней,
И сжигать нас раздельно не смей,
Она голос ночей,лучший вкус моих дней,
Поставь эту ночь не ре.. плэй
Она наденет свое платье на голые нервы
Мой характер превратил ее в нервную стерву..
Она тащиться когда я психую со старта,
Я бы убил эту суку,но я и сам не подарок,
Неповторимая,ни кем,она и есть мода,
Ей по кайфу,рассекать в моей футболке голой,
Она как вирус заразила собой мою душу,
Тот что удалившись пустотой меня ночью задушит,
Ну а пока мы,ловим кайф,от этих движений,
В Наших отношениях как в порно одно наслажденье,
Боль только сладкая,и крики слышны лишь в постели,
..Она мой обнаженный кайф,моя больная крэйзи
She is London and Paris, the batch is unreal,
She is madness and style, in one copy,
She's a splash of endorphins, in the looks of random
She causes insomnia at night
She does not need love, she needs something that is stronger,
She does not want deceit and live from meeting to meeting,
She needs rock and roll, she needs spring and freedom
She does not believe in anything that exists until the grave,
She is sweeter than a pleasant moan,
Bigger than a full Colombian high
The sinful house does not know, but when I'm next to her,
I ask the devil, put this night on replay
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
Without her, as on the other side of the trunk
But the irony is that in her hands at my face
This barrel, in its clip there is only one cartridge,
This means that a second chance with her is not given,
Who is who, but this lady does not shoot in the back,
She, like many, once wanted to be cute,
But I realized it was a bunch of futile efforts,
Realizing that only for her body she was so loved ..
She's a fan of Nirvana and sex
She is Capricious, during depression and stress,
Loves instead of coffee, orgasms for breakfast,
And if we are in a litter, I know how to make it nice.
She is sweeter than a pleasant moan,
Bigger than a full Colombian high
The sinful house does not know, but when I'm next to her,
I ask the devil, put this night on replay
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
She'll put her dress on bare nerves
My character turned her into a nervous bitch..
She trudge when I'm freaking out from the start,
I would kill this bitch, but I myself am not a gift,
Unique, by no one, she is fashion,
She loves to dissect naked in my T-shirt
She infected my soul like a virus
The one that, having retired by emptiness, will strangle me at night,
In the meantime, we catch a buzz from these movements,
In Our relationship, as in porn, one pleasure,
Pain is only sweet, and screams are heard only in bed,
..She is my naked high, my sick crazy
She is madness and style, in one copy,
She's a splash of endorphins, in the looks of random
She causes insomnia at night
She does not need love, she needs something that is stronger,
She does not want deceit and live from meeting to meeting,
She needs rock and roll, she needs spring and freedom
She does not believe in anything that exists until the grave,
She is sweeter than a pleasant moan,
Bigger than a full Colombian high
The sinful house does not know, but when I'm next to her,
I ask the devil, put this night on replay
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
Without her, as on the other side of the trunk
But the irony is that in her hands at my face
This barrel, in its clip there is only one cartridge,
This means that a second chance with her is not given,
Who is who, but this lady does not shoot in the back,
She, like many, once wanted to be cute,
But I realized it was a bunch of futile efforts,
Realizing that only for her body she was so loved ..
She's a fan of Nirvana and sex
She is Capricious, during depression and stress,
Loves instead of coffee, orgasms for breakfast,
And if we are in a litter, I know how to make it nice.
She is sweeter than a pleasant moan,
Bigger than a full Colombian high
The sinful house does not know, but when I'm next to her,
I ask the devil, put this night on replay
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
My demon is turned on her
And don't you dare burn us separately
She is the voice of the nights, the best taste of my days,
Put this night not re.. play
She'll put her dress on bare nerves
My character turned her into a nervous bitch..
She trudge when I'm freaking out from the start,
I would kill this bitch, but I myself am not a gift,
Unique, by no one, she is fashion,
She loves to dissect naked in my T-shirt
She infected my soul like a virus
The one that, having retired by emptiness, will strangle me at night,
In the meantime, we catch a buzz from these movements,
In Our relationship, as in porn, one pleasure,
Pain is only sweet, and screams are heard only in bed,
..She is my naked high, my sick crazy