Текст песни Dead Poets Society - В кошельке

Fall to rise, you would only
In the mouth to fuck and fast
Patsyk no longer believes in fables
We would not hear the nightingale trills
I was inside many bitches, they call me a stranger
Treading her nonsense, she caresses her scales
Another field like an unplowed field right here
Everything is confused, you need a plow, I’m a crook
And from date to date, bend for bread
Be forever succumbing and drown
Dangling from a whiner to a whiner, bring down
If you're a vagina so go to dicks here is my policy
Put the boat, you are by no means
Somehow you go crooked
I call you a horse
Forever get both tail and mane
Wear a mask like bein, long lost face
In the crowd of boys you kissed everyone, in the end
There is a whole lump in the throat, silicone -
To whom you will give today, our current auction
If I planted one then - fagot
My sweet, I'm a diabetic
Aces lovers trump. Two mowers
And the ace lies under the jack, he threw the grandmother for good reason
That the deity danced, you therefore coughed Kent
You need to have a society of dead poets in your wallet

You and I, as your legs, have rarely been together
To all, all, all, I fucking give you this song