Текст песни Emilone - о боже зеки

He hated the Balant for Lunch
there Noda did not give light
He has a kidney all repulsed
Nose broken voice hoarse
he is not a loved one
there is no such unique
He walked for 5 years
After all, he lives in four walls
He lives behind bars
When his pussy he cries
he is here very huyevo
but living here in no way

oh god zekie zeki only not in face
Fork in the ear tall no more
oh god zekki zeki cut without glasses
I wanted to talk from the tie but nowhere

Every morning I spit in broth
And on the second idiot fuck
what will happen next i'm afraid to imagine
I already burn your hair
I was lying the skin from my fingers
I picked her and scotch tape
about me closed here boards
I am a toilet hand measured