Текст песни pyrokinesis - VNDY WVRHOL

tick
time will stop and in the moment so
I walk drunk as on threads
Close Shadow from Potrested Buildings
And how it happened, I do not know, but the world will not be good
From now on.
In the hand of brandy. In hand, the whole sense of life,
I wanted fire - now I cooled it, and
Creativity Rothe and I fucked this mordor.
On imageboards I will produce your Blya art as Andy Warhol.

My jump in the grave from the slide
There is one of the bitter
epitaph
And we were all able to spoil.
And my tile
remembers how I first swallowed for a hundred
I blocked on the floor and how all this I called the case then.

All ingenious went
All brilliant nausea
all ingenious
we hide and what are afraid
But what do we want.
And we did not want rules, but we want to carry our libido into the world

I will be like Andy Warhol
And pictures of life is my pop art
I will be like Andy Warhol
like Andy Warhol.
Muse fucking and rock destiny walks in the footsteps
And I like Andy Warholl

Like Andy Warhol.
I tried to break all the frames of the genre
Like Andy Warhol.
But instead of the genre broke himself,
and greedo
Stroke soul
It's creativity and I gave him myself as Andy Vorhol

You all try to be right
Carry morality, but here people would not fly
If there were only those who are not able to establish
Art in man where
Empty and empty

Drive me sticking me
I minimized myself on alcohol
And these songs
To the bottle as if the udder
I am a poured synatra. And my voice attracts these Furi, Fay and Besti.

And several thousand people in my life left the mark

And not

I throw in fire
Route black paintings

Pictures of lived years
...and
I may not be
you..
But we both want those fruits that for us so
ban
us