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Who have you become?

Where did you lose anger? You were a lion for calves, now it's not for you!

Who have you become?

Here on the money to delegate! And why do you need Lyam? In fact, you are poor Demyan!

Who you became

For bohemian styles? You make the earth! You are not those who slow do not give!

Who have you become?

You were all for me, but at the ebony and poison, the legend ticket did the ticket!

I remember how I learned about you. You're a star now, and then no one knew - even kill.

After all, you are early as the Dalai Lama Tibet, left our edge, and now was ready to fly as an arrow on the tutor.

I knew my older brother from 13 years old, although I was not a relative to me and not even the seventh water in Kisel.

I got bung in every text, I was hit by intelligence. You were waiting for success in the genre. Know, I wanted to make everyone.

All the then colleagues, Pisac once per century, who was missing their chance, talent as a TRIGHAS who gave for bread.

And you put that there is nowhere else, Kher, did not eager coins, lived as well as we all the medium of multi-storey favel.

And now: Courage disappeared, epotection, not a small gistext, bourgeois, for the shells, the circulation is bought already,

Crystal fuys the ringing, where they used to chant in the burden or called buffet, lobsters, already in the pockets of the budget.

Tell me, hey, how is it? Friend, you're not right twice, how did you not think about how you drive me into a stupor?

Feed us a sign or sound that I didn't catch it, I did not pass. Did you realize what kind of rurs you squeeze in your hands?

Who have you become?

Where did you lose anger? You were a lion for calves, now it's not for you!

Who have you become?

Here on the money to delegate! And why do you need Lyam? In fact, you are poor Demyan!

Who you became

For bohemian styles? You make the earth! You are not those who slow do not give!

Who have you become?

You were all for me, but at the ebony and poison, the legend ticket did the ticket!

The eyes of the nymph are empty, everyone thumps, ego swells like lymph nodes.

So why did you go to the Olympus? Shame! But through you, God will not cause us from the Lap of Egyptians, the bushes.

There you were, Wow, bold and loud, ridiculed the cult of transactions, the crunch of money, plus as the system loudshes the spirit with the body.

A ray of light! Was from those for whom everyone go close, but barely returned as he immediately narrowed his circle

Up to Tus and girls - scenes mouth empty! You made a literary figure with your own PUAP.

Let be! But if around for the course of war with treason, it is not to preach the riot, huli, blasphemous!

Hey, why so far the walls grow, Mrut Zeks, are judged for a couple of cartoons with the mayor,

I am lying blindly, for you to do it suddenly the cast from the society, you are a coward or just blown out nonhydly?!

Hey! Who did you become, gluing a pedestal from the phenomena, what were the case? You betrayed your styl.

Shrena with two, you are no longer a star, no matter how samidat, but who did you start my faith in hatred?

Who have you become?

Where did you lose anger? You were a lion for calves, now it's not for you!

Who have you become?

Here on the money to delibe! And why do you need Lyam? In fact, you are poor Demyan!

Who you became

For bohemian styles? You make the earth! You are not those who slow do not give!

Who have you become?

You were all for me, but at the ebony and poison, the legend ticket did the ticket!

"Hi, it's up again. I so understood this all the same I got through to you, I sympathize .. What can I call? .. Yes, today the next break from the Fonongen, about the re-election of our hot beloved mayor. I don't know your attitude to this, but go stands. "