МИНУСА - минус,Минуса - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Trembling on the skin. Fear is a little more.

Again, goosebumps disturb my body.

Eyes on the forehead. On the face of the name.

I called death for dinner, but she could not.

I am covered with paranoid punishment.

You fly out of all places, going, not a super hero.

You fly away, only in the abyss of pain and debauchery.

I would have eaten such for breakfast, but I don’t need such breakfast.

I look at the world through the prism of glass.

Such a wonderful world, such a wonderful cocoon.

A chair or stool, chandelier, rope and soap.

According to your adultery there will be a requiem.

Mr. Flight will fly like a Henkok

He wanted a cruel coke, I will show him a fierce box.

He wanted: meat, fuckers, trash, under the buteet he will be hanged. The master was taken aback. Where do not look, you are the "gay lord", this is in your blood.

The shepherds raised you a rooster. You will begin to refuse, like, rumors of bedrooms.

You won’t get sins, you can’t hide malice.

At the place of work, you will be fired.

(He thought it would be a girl in a counter

But we are white walkers)