Текст песни h0lden caulfield - лужа закончится

I continue to play with matches ,
play writer
seeing in the mirror of his fingers ,
ludicrous jerking her bra.
Fucking always smelled tempting,
as fresh pastries
soiled and no worse than puddles .
Play & quot; most nimble & quot;
only in conjunction with childhood
over music
I did not have time to sit on a chair

get lost in the forest , which is not.
even insects are more eager to light.
all screaming fit in the dash .
Salon funeral services - shipyard
where the latest build ships .
puddle over.