Отсутствует (исполнитель: Неизвестен)
I was [bad word] between your pink legs the prescience of sage [bad word] up from the pains taste a strawberry, then spit out bread depression is great is the black tongue into the earth lullaby has lulled everything now is already dead strong bad envy screams are thinking my brain’s bleeding flair that’s real…I called you [bad word] that’s real…love’s like a gig the surprise is this black street-heart heart has a poor shape when stupids catch a buck when a leader shows his [bad word] foulness is like a cancer a storm of empty bowel I scream the earth has you while… while I can fly I said every step needs something There was a female letting us have there is not the way it’s the time to squash her gleaming eyes squash her burning [bad word] then cuddle her lies clap my pregnant hands show is the end of her namby-pamby life I said every step needs something snagged girl, give me the paper Nag of a horse, taste my bile Cross of my mind…you’ve got fog in your bowed brain I love your adopted show… Thank you so much my girl And art and art…my [bad word] my end, my sun Girl feel the pleasure Time is a pitfall I’m calming down my moan grab your occasion Applause for your f. show! I was [bad word] between your pink legs the prescience of sage [bad word] up from the pains taste a strawberry, then spit out bread depression is great is the black tongue into the earth lullaby has lulled everything now is already dead strong bad envy screams are thinking my brain’s bleeding flair that’s real…I called you [bad word] that’s real…love’s like a gig the surprise is this black street-heart heart has a poor shape when stupids catch a buck when a leader shows his [bad word] foulness is like a cancer a storm of empty bowel I scream the earth has you while… while I can fly I said every step needs something There was a female letting us have there is not the way it’s the time to squash her gleaming eyes squash her burning [bad word] then cuddle her lies clap my pregnant hands show is the end of her namby-pamby life I said every step needs something snagged girl, give me the paper Nag of a horse, taste my bile Cross of my mind…you’ve got fog in your bowed brain I love your adopted show… Thank you so much my girl And art and art…my [bad word] my end, my sun Girl feel the pleasure Time is a pitfall I’m calming down my moan grab your occasion Applause for your f. show!