Текст песни Дима Олейник - Русская рулетка

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For each temple there is a pistol
When all opostylit
And we eat shame
For actions from which disgusted
Since we have enough of this stuff
How much are the girls side of the road?
How much is the man himself?
A consumer, no more
Beasts at least
Fatigue is pouring from my eyes at night
Hands bleed
Eye-glass
Instead hearts beet
Instead of thinking the words
instead of the tombs tombstones
life is not ditched us
Look back at his hump
He has more than you
Andes on the shoulders
pandas under the eyes
you tomorrow
Chief ekzamen- survive
squeezed as an appetizer to the Chateau
millions of cars around
and
you
man
chelovecheshka
cowardly pathetic set of DNA
Look down at all, and people will be pulled
From you
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For each temple
there is a pistol
And when all opostylit
Play Russian Roulette

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