Текст песни Aaron - космический мусор

happy future, fashionless word,
But the error is experienced - humanity will be vehicles,
And we are worn at him as a bitch with a flow,
works flawless as stechkin system

Formula happiness, just a few words,
Do not exceed the dose, do not evil gods
Powder raise Pokrov
but better not look at all
On the hands of the road
on the face of acne
if not sprinkting, then fuck
And miss the gap, you will attack
Blood is not enough for everyone
as not stem
there are a thousand formulas, but three works
Do not exceed the dose, do not evil gods
And forget about love
Or just die
If you tear mantras and navigate the bosom in the rhythm
Any self-learning algorithm
which could be laid in us
will show that Nirvana is a collapse
You can limit the pair of phrases
once
do not get used to the dose
second
Do not evil the gods
three
lexical minimum in a few words
as a role model
will work on any purpose
as a verbal cursor,
There are no errors
we just cosmic trash
We run on Eleleptic orbit
of this being
And the only event
who you remember and me
This is an explosion supernova
Well yes it was cool
and then everything is empty
We are just space trash.

Sad clowns in search of sense
On your own galtics hung
Dullness is dead
Tosca still deadly
yes dick with her
evil gods are kind
Send gifts and quick death
So many ways not to grow old
In the meantime, you would kill time
I appreciate what is what and how to be
and may break the love
Will the cruelness of the Gods
This is certainly quite comfortable.
but too plausible