Л.О.М.О. - Pistolet - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I'm afraid of the dark, I don't smile. I'm bending over and not letting up.

With a gun on the ground. I'm melting on the ground, melting on the ground, melting on the ground.

The dark force didn’t ask and took me and crushed me.

with a gun on the ground I'm melting on the ground, melting on the ground, melting on the ground

It’s not without reason that in the summer I melt with a pistol on the ground and fly away.

with a pistol on the ground I melt on the ground, melt on the ground, melt on the ground. with a pistol on the ground I melt on the ground, melt on the ground, melt on the ground.