Текст песни Fuckality - Fuckality

2rbina 2rista - Fuckality

I
The victim's dress is on the floor and the victim is on the bed
A lot of highs are at stake. AND! Let's start Party!
Preliminary caresses ?! What kind of kindergarten ?!
The Marquis de Sade himself will turn in the coffin today
From the bottom while matsal, ripped your Calvin Klein
My tentacles on my fingers overtake your dumpling
My tongue in your mouth is a hurricane
Pulling a multi-shot gun out of my pants

Etc.:
Cancer, sitting, standing, lying!
FINISH HER!
FUCKALITY!
My skin is covered in cuts!
FINISH HER!
FUCKALITY!
Your rolls are beaten into blood!
FINISH HER!
FUCKALITY!
With such sex, a place in the durke!
FINISH HER!
FUCKALITY!

II
You scream like a whore and give your orgasm free rein
Drinking my signature cocktail of pleasure with pain
You roar with a bolt in your mouth, and this curiosity rushes me
Tears with ink on the tattoo! I love you to tears!
From me you are not a seed with a full mouth of seed
Look, don't die under me ahead of time
How much will you finish, beckon me, counting to a hundred
So you shout "Oh, God!" As if you are a female of Christ!

Ex .: The same

III
Cancer, sitting, standing, lying
All my skin is cuts
Your rolls are beaten in blood
With such sex, a place in the durke!
You cry with happiness. You fool!
You seemed to be hit by a truck
There are no places left that are not fried
No holes, it's a pity, others
I'm digging another hole
LANGUAGE!

Ex .: The same
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