Текст песни ЧКЭ - Творец фантазий

Dima rushing to spark directly into the well with propane,
Now cut off the feet - added to BPANu.
The patient went into a coma to coma hitting a pair,
He was preparing juicy meat because it for a couple.

In the arena of the rumors - Dima fixated on the penis,
Rubs hard eggs like a real medium,
The patient was the dummy in honey. Academy
Because he made mincemeat for science - Dr. Mengele.

Dima Stephen King - creator of fantasies,
But the text hat they wore Boyarsky
I thought he had a paunch, but they lowered boobs
You're not wanted here as a fan of meat CSKA.

1 time I listened to your track on Battle,
4 times, after embracing the toilet,
8 times have you wished that got to Max in a couple,
8 times you've won - made fantasy.
 
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Underfoot rickety bridge would not durable,
You're away, pass on,
Feeling under the Cross, rotten boards?
But you're falling, falling, into the maelstrom of my fantasies.