Текст песни young nothing - С ЭТИМИ ЛЮДЬМИ

Yes, I look like a country boy
in the head in front of the fog light
go across the field at night fuck that wet
do not wait for the sun, burn that is forces, lei juice
I want, I want your pair of legs
visited the dark night only my threshold
it is not a vice, it is a passion but not love
such little left, a memory lesson
I catch, I caught, I love you!
I have all the karma crap before learning
such as that you did not forbid
do what I like, no offense

I'm in a backpack straps tied tightly
I put the keys to put a couple of books and dinner
I'm not on the road with these people
I want to go to one in the style of John Dee

I'm not on the road with these people
I want you to go, one to go
my peace filled with wind
and a dream that I had had a mortal