Lyrics Barber - Игорь Саруханов

Barber

These june joins
Are alwais full of happy crouds
It tips you win
Its gotta yave to tips in lows
Im so tired
I loose my father cannot find it
Barber, barber, barber, you raise my mind
I feel your gaze
Its how exactly start up here
I like your face
But im not for you, my dear
Im a fitted brain
It seems that i dont love the game
Barber, barber, barber, youve captured my friends
These june joins
Are alwais full of pretty girls
But i cant stand
All those who pull off under Rome
You leave my bed
You have to show your horror to man
Barber, barber, barber, you touched my neck
You leave my bed
You have to show your horror to man
Barber, barber, barber, you touched my neck
You leave my bed
You have to show your horror to man
Barber, barber, barber, you touched my neck