Текст песни Myshyak - черные пробелы

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From the mouth of the sheep was found, the talkative as if the mours
I do a porch with a credit card, the nostrils charged, I will have enough
Flew so far away that landed on the bed

Floored posthumously after breaking passion
I am so funny, because I see a clown in the mirror
Did not count the color in contrast and arranged a show
Garson Amazed shook at Emma Stone
(Emma Stone)
Pagany Propagandarui, Vsevolod's buddy
you are better in brains
Fuck your opinion, but no weather
Your sister, too, fucking alenushka bruit
When for the holidays I'm glad from alcohol
I turn on the berserka mode, lack of control
Born in February, not afraid of snow shiny white
The problem is not in me, you see black gaps