Текст песни missis Garrison - Партак

I want a partak, I was old school shoby
swallows, stars, an angel with wings
I want to match suit, elbow in the web
on the shoulder of AKAB, not exactly
haven't decided yet

I want a partak on my hand
I want rivers to flow
on the head go vegan
eyes on closed lids
skull bones
kinky zombies with blood on fucking
dear to me, exactly beat

I want it like Timati, Schaub was not a living place on tin
crosses on the hands, texts of the manifesto on the back,
brass knuckles, skeletons, ring
strt edge on the phalanges of the fingers
in color on the legs from Vanguard magazine planet

on the stomach, as if from Berrett's colt panties - two pistols
children without eyes, a verse of a favorite song
I want a partak, my father found out about it,
bream fucked me and the body is purely virgin!