404xkat - Четверть часа
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Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours, ours
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours, ours
Ours (ours)
Ours (ours)
Ours (ours)
Ours (ours)
The emergence of soapy thoughts
Often honest, sometimes sour
Body signals at a distance
They disturb greedily in vibrate mode
The ice on the screen will melt into water
And tears will take over the charts
Sit next to me, behind the curtain of the lyre
Hidden is the downpour, whose drops are at attention
They will melt the power
Return to your loved one as your heart desires
It's crying, everything will become easier
Beautiful stone washed by water
Without spells, in an instant, complicating everything
Without beginnings
Without variables this equation
Easy and good
Holiday of ornament
There are thousands of nerves in the body, and most importantly
Many meanings
Many meanings
Many meanings
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours
By the wrinkles on the face
You can understand what you went through
Tell me my light, mirror
Where the fuck are the knives?
I'm confused and I'm falling into dreams again
Baby don't forget - write
It's important for the soul
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours, ours
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours, ours
Our
Our
Our
Our
Our
Our
Our
Our
Our
Quarter of an hour
Lip mark on the bowl
Your wont
Became ours
Yours
Our
Yours