Текст песни Saza - Раскаяние

Monotone weekdays, creaking under the gate
Spring rain and I got soaked to the skin
Cold warm palms, I hide in pockets
The naked new plan and nuschupal Datura

Do not pour me bl * Th, if you know who I am
This accounted for the time, and until the last battle skem
Beale, broke and tore, mutil ... good, instead of pus
Tell me a my angel who I am

I keep all this secret in a black jacket
All I natikal my Bitch Tamer every minute
Korca you strong bitch, or there is an alpha omega
In part this is just ego
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After all, everyone is in twins
Repentance is imposingly
Black mark on me
And who am I for you - it does not matter
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