Текст песни Мягкий Стиль - Сука...

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For weeks, the texts, the album laboring
Mutilus a sweat forget about the Internet and communication
three o'clock in the night time bitochek monitor
You again with someone at the club, but it is among other things

For weeks, the texts, the album laboring
Mutilus a sweat forget about the Internet and communication
three o'clock in the night time bitochek monitor
You again with someone at the club, but it is among other things
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until you're back in the hut with the types hanging
I like the music used to be addicted
And whether you believe the cost I'm not sure
You were my angel and become a lying body

Sloppy handwriting sketched trechok not for you
And my music is to receive medical treatment, you have the same Fucking
And all that has been collected by me in one temple
You just took a moment for broke, but there dick

I'm just a soldier on the battlefield
While there are brothers who are loyal to me will cover the back
Each chose his own path in life
You lost all that was, is no longer forgive

You exchanged love, a very different
And I do not whine there until the pain loving paranoid
I wanted to keep the family hearth melting
But you little whore because my shoulder
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For weeks, the texts, the album laboring
Mutilus a sweat forget about the Internet and communication
three o'clock in the night time bitochek monitor
You again with someone at the club, but it is among other things

For weeks, the texts, the album laboring
Mutilus a sweat forget about the Internet and communication
three o'clock in the night time bitochek monitor
You again with someone at the club, but it is among other things
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