Текст песни Комптон - Не слышно стонов

In the dead house there is no screams
we got out of this city in other people
On me the parties I became a devil doll in this game darkness
In the hands of anger knives so nicely gentle
old women in buses do not communicate with me
I'm under the buzz every fuck day
I do not go to the institute will not take me in their sons

In your pocket money theft and rigidity
I'm on the way with the sadist marquis De Garden to go
Sluts suggest a visit
Dellets pulled ridden without a drop of anger
Mad frames scroll into the head
Blood flows on her leg
stretched guts in the room are the tears of angels
No white bones argue with me
boiled skull in a saucepan does not hear moans