Текст песни Klava Bravo - Наблюдатель

wake up at 5 am - running, work,
But I wrap in the plaid as a cocoon
Okay, I scored on unwarked yes fuck
Came to exam hello, and who are you?

In this world, bitch I am a nichkle pro
For breakfast Sandwich and black coffee
Wind drives clouds and clouds on the floor
This night will repeat how the fuck coliphyd

I clean my teeth and put on Hoodie
Palo on a bitch she inflates the lips
such as they nag in clubs
The motive is not clear I run in the morning

from chewing on the lips this mint taste
Pleasant Flea but not distinct minus
in the iPoda again leave the dirty entrance
require bus for the Blade

Every day! Watching a fuck every day !!
Groundhog Day, bitch, every day,
Pupils are expanded every day.
Tablets packs every day
Loss of memory every day.
Bakals fight here every day
EVERYDAY. EVERYDAY.

my stop okay keer with her
The world in the eyes jumped like caps
pair of roads whiter swim brides
I accepted the ECC will not ask the Desser

From gateware to the morgue, thin.
Yobla beat like flasks, remember
needle in the throat gently go to you
and skull crumbs like snow flakes

Stains on the face catching trips in tritons
SCS with me Futut I arrived with Crypton
Pyat midnight Give only help
stains on the face yes I walter kovach

And only I am entitled to the notebook
The accelerated step seems to rise nitrogen
And in the morning I open the door home
Changing in the face like Raven Darkholm

Soon I interfere with T-shirt Korni bitch you believe Your mother feeding this image fuck like spoils
I'm in the hood just like McCormick
The hall is filled with these ladies moat and I on stage as a drunk comedian
I was told to be a pleasant kind
I pale you on your feet you remember

fucking goblin attend Flow and raise fucking eyebrows
the fifth round and again in the wonder you throw me to the vodka lime and the cola I threw hits, but they scattered in the throat
they are all here snowballs from the ninth company
I throw a bomb after all have a clave experience
And who forbid me to touch your lady?

bit, the walls of the wall break as Kit Cat and so
Flower refreshes like a tick so shoot wild straight click clagg, FIF PANF This is for me all life is not a game I long got my legs in hell

I go to the final I walked you and I go to the final
We are chopping so that the hands will devote down

You wanted to teach everyone to do, but you almost fucked my demo. You still did not understand you.
And after she takes in his mouth, like Tim, but I frigid so my forehead broke through the fucking my legs now wakes a fucking blood from the vagina, scrap of catch

I mitch in the shadow Your Kumir Dolbayub My Jus Terry
I will love to love you in the door
Okay I go on the spirals to me brushfully press things (a) as a washing machine
I make all the wounds and bruises, I will not allow minigars of errors