Текст песни абуя ко - cut

lines do not output this pattern
What is the truth
Long in Vilnia Mountains
Updated curtains of my store
Creep by courtyards Miya
I am so little publicity
Amen
Screw me with needles
imposing into the skin to meat
before the first blood
ibibay
Or I myself, if you teach me
shrouded with fingers
Parapets to fly a monotony
knocking down rhythm and conditionally
barely catchy to taste the emptiness of the refrigerator
appetizing drink beer look at the line
that they beat into the corner of the room
Inseparable
consume formaldehyde