Текст песни Анонимус - Junk cover

The trade, the trade there are hundreds of posts
I too began to drink, but I have no brains
Well fuck
I'll go look for their links
And distort
These hentai pictures
In the closed Roscomnadzor
I sit on the boards
Hiding behind a torus
I could freelance
typeset sites
But today, laziness
And on hoardings throughout wipe.
On your floor living sosacher
How do you put up with it? He yells at night!

He's on the face mask cocksucker
Dude reminds bum or a garbage
At meal nurse gives him money
This is the second trade creates about EOT

How nice, we are pleased that Nulchan
One problem - the speed drops here
When the section of / b / Reda comes the night
There is nothing to do fonit silence

What you gave Nulchanu?
Just fucking
I bitard! Nulch - it's me!

What you gave Nulchanu?
Just fucking
I bitard! Nulchan - it's me!