Текст песни SPVRTV - Слезы и Грезы

these tears on the cheeks
See how these gray days are burning
Each left barrel
every right new stop
I always put on Ziro
This is my wub and I feel good here.
I'm not ticking
Everyone knows how I was going to faith
Developing your Flea doing show
Yes, and I fuck something else
Dreams squeaks do not always give them
On the neck of the loop, the institute
Call me Mr. Gray
I choose where a brothel
you from zero to eight do not go
No me not go
Believe in the vice
I believe that you can fix any epilogue
Life catalog
I Drawn Fate Vincent Wangog
I know that the day goes right after night
After the tears of mothers
I know that my daughters must be punished
Bloodshkoy at bedtop
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These tears flow forming Nirvana above us.
Tears like rivers are murmured under the houses (murmur under the houses)
I will pumped my hands to the sky for those who are not with us
This verse as a leaflet origami cuts edges

every new day is scheduled for notes
We need banknotes to make even smoke
Movement Close the tomb of the tomb
you can not guess the fifth can be seventh
All the passage of tears and joy do not give happiness
It is not a fear of Gasna, this is not a holiday (no one)
It seems like the floor has already beaten the brain is de-energized.
Duma about something in their own jump in the worm

intentions are clean here
I change the water mug
Block breathes Garu everyone wants happiness
Everyone wants to do
But smoke herbs
in the package from the first amendment
in the entrance where necessary do not cough
where red red red red reds live
we are tense somewhere they cry our fathers
After all, we have a wild sheep syndrome
And we do just how they would not give the ends
Heat fear
Our land flares up
I'm not a Buddhist I believe in Allah
in life as a plower

But sometimes it pulls me to the bottom
Tono suffocating there
not a fairyway but as necropolis
here undead and orcs their crowds
bottomless well there is no more space
incredible here is closely
Lenthers are looking for a bride
Dead souls protest