Текст песни MURDA KILLA - dead branches

As long as I will breathe this wind
I will look at them from the dark
You put in repeat my thoughts about death
While I'm trying to clean the traces
We were familiar once
But only since too much water has flowed
I really appreciate you
But not enough to just leave dogs without food

When you read the books of the school program
I knew my heart necronomicon, son
I returned home again very early
On old sneakers dew residues
Two tandaraboils in deep pocket
From now on, I no longer need gasoline
And every arrival is this plus to my karma
We just look at different ways

I'm just delighted with their shallow tremors
Palms left the mark on the glass
The tonalnik will not hide the cuts on the skin
Your trendy tribe will not warm in the ground
Come on, baby, show what you can
Shout and bite like a demon on the cross
And I will keep silent what happened a little later
Throughout the trimming of newspapers

My perfection is covered with flowers
My caution is covered to holes
At night I hear the souls of the dead
Sobbing in the forest, sicking the whole world
Inside me gloomy as in the dusty basement
And here will not help your lights

You spent money boyfriend to appearance
But I wanted to see what inside
This time I approached too close
I do not need to lie, I see everything see
You are so hot, my cute pussy
Cooling the pond will cool your flesh
I'm shocked from this loud pisch
On Mute you puts my polite knife

Evidence will be shrouded splashes
Witnesses here are only wind and rain
With the sunlight you were so brave
Now on the knees, you sculpt seemingly dog

Rain drops wash my body
Water like a bullet, penetrated my brain
And again someone becomes bad
My craftsmanship is a reason for tears

187 as a mystery for kopa
187 as an answer to the question