I've spent my whole life on this and I'll fuck yours like crazy
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Vodka with cherries is an anesthetic better than all fucking pills
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Will I die soon? |
Yes how badass
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Headaches all the time, but it doesn't stop me from fucking the whole club like fuck
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Fuck torch, and your freshness, your shmars are like leftovers
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Fuck playing plasticine, businessmen are firing pipes
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The boy does not believe in God, knocks with his foot, blows his lips
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Knows all the roads, bitch, from the gas station to the pharmacy
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And the brains have long been jelly, I'll fuck you and eat you
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I'll fuck you and eat you, my creepy baby
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I will fuck you and eat you on this shitty table
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Life is dancing with boiling water from vodka on my face
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If not for the tsunami eyes, I would die in a ditch
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With a throat, skillfully cut, into a state ornament
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Funeral for mom, mailing address on hand
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For the rest of his life he was dug into his fingers with a portacom of black paints
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They want to put me in plush slippers so much
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I will drink our apartment and we will sleep on the bench
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After all, freedom scratches the heart, I've spent my whole life on this and I'll fuck yours like crazy
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I'll fuck you like crazy
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Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented |
You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side
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Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented
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You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side
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I fly over the mediocre crowd, hey, someone flies over my head, hey
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Someone from below points a finger at me and laughs, look, not old, not young hey
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Fuck my name, write me in the bedbug where young bitches tell me about
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love, hey
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I still don’t listen, I saw your lovers, and apparently, you are here
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suitable for any
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The paint distracts from the fact that I am a serious person, and the children entertain themselves with something,
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give them a fuck
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I also love everything that damages me, balance is not a talent,
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this is the hardest challenge
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And I have nowhere to run, I'll take my freedom, what will I reflect. |
1000 princesses
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nothing without a fire girl
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Laugh for no reason and troubles, I'm your sore spot, you're my starting point
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I've spent my whole life on this, it's scary for me to look back
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I drag it with me and wait for it to be smeared hey |
Dessert girl. |
On the shitty table, I'll fuck you and eat you, bitch, I'll fuck you and eat you
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Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented
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You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side
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Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented
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You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side
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Aaaah, multi-colored loops, made an illusory choice, from a gas station to a pharmacy
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Aaaah, I sing dreams and tender age, choice of chain or rope, choice of church or
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brain
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Aaaaa, you come to me under the bridge to hug there and die,
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spit blood at the stars
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We will mutilate all the walls, we are impudent art, make a cross from two sticks,
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like rock paintings
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Sober heads, like a passed stage. |
We exchange passports for glass bottles
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And don't even try to figure out what's wrong with me. |
I am your worst mosaic
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pills and booze
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Youth will quickly knock out a chair, a cigarette will not die
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This is my lucky break and thanks to her for that |
Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented
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You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side
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Crazy bets on my sore head, for three years my time is rented
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You want to be like me, but it's fucking not healthy when a dream looks at yours with malice
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side |