Текст песни Monolock - Гротеск

I fought head about the wall and enough for me to advise
I will not complain I am not satisfied and used
I would like to get to the will but the guard of my god face
You will say Gick and enough prisoner to be in verse
My lobes I like fucking fucking stuffed on coals
This is Russia brother and our life as a patriarch
arrogant padla - the flock can not be chosen
Walking the lantern It's time to get up enough in the nose
Rapchina tears the bitch fuck Taldych and you do not hurt
Enough to scratch and dildo for kicking
I will take a mixture from the freezer and you fucking fuck
Varnish wake up Play the role of your life loss
Become a shield of the people or I am a furious sword
Stand do not say silently say and you are here and
Vain again on ebalu you give a report
How do you live like rubbish as a person in the country lives

On the shoulder hand brother lift raise
Head in the toilet it is blurted from spice
Snow on the cheeks all is enough to build illusions
In the country, Confuciusia has almost contusion
The authorities will break the message to the people from the prisoner
Tear as buzzing cock tumik
On the shoulder hand brother lift raise
Head in the toilet it is blurted from spice

Judicial precessant power removes unwanted them
Dear president tell me Fuck us Crimea
We have so from the belly sticking a knife handle
You cook inside the country and after already go
People get up some fuck another five minutes
We are bend from the back and the vertebra right now burst
Cherry gingerbread in face they grab their whip
Okay, the people of Russia are already rushing otherwise
Stop Breda Speaker It's time to answer for words
Go to teachers fool in you a notebook fly
Mom plows 30 years for twenty money
Give the shovel "Give" a bear hunt
NATO dies over us. France sympathizes
Back to back people and power and distance
People suffer in Russia our forth
Well, the government hold on the people there is a limit

And to the addition to catching under the persecution
We burn out friends there is an end to burning
And there is probably no doubt now
After all, you have to understand this is already the third coupler
Enough to talk output no crest
I get up each with a morning with shouts in bed
In a cold sweat with thought, how much
Where to get joy where to shove fatigue
And somewhere there inside progresses schizophrenia
I break into all the doors but I get in the back sewer
Not yet broken the spirit yet capable of thinking
I will have to have the power I will have to have a state.
If before the explosion of the hour if there is a way to go out
Do not let them kill me shoot me Legolas
From this side the microphone, I believe that you will understand
All that broadcasts TV ......... lies

On the shoulder hand brother lift raise
Head in the toilet it is blurted from spice
Snow on the cheeks all is enough to build illusions
In the country, Confuciusia has almost contusion
The authorities will break the message to the people from the prisoner
Breaks up with meat on the walls as buzzing tuzik
On the shoulder hand brother lift raise
Head in the toilet it is blurted from spice
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