Текст песни GLaDOS - Kerosine

I throw a tone on the bits, this bitch loves so much, but we burn kerosene
I also fly on me a halo, she needed me, because I am indispensable
If dumb, do not call me to drink your path empty on my bends
Everyone chose with what dog to live took all his own, not his own fallen from the way

Then began to roll, then the export was torn off the loops to buy the brains of Kretin, after the dirt, it was not a varik to wash it into an animal to you and be it

Strictly the bazaar so forbid me, I am on buzz while you are in locked
Standing in place I twist the bek flip will end the lines

The bitch loved the boys of the rich, but after the wiretapping dad calls me
You have been going through years, however, look at me, I am all that aviator

Not much for 20 I know all the cards at the sight of me stopped smiling at me
I haw those who are oppressed by your fingers name Glados, you will not break through you are my shell