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Magicia is when the mouse imagined himself a cat and ate himself. Smiths, do not be rats!

Hey!

Here does not roll your accreditation icon,

Sensation will not be -

And here are only our people!

So we will be realistic: with our faces and thoughts

We do not shine the strip in your sold newspaper!

We are the children of the timelessness, your empire

Does not tolerate innovation! We are not beasts, and you -

Dogs on chains! It turns out that the comparisons are suitable,

Your Lai takes me out of myself, drives crazy!

Everywhere your hands are doing tricks!

For you, war is a lava, and not someone else's grief!

Flour thousands of three minutes of the report - this is crazy!

It is disgusting to see how this process has been debugged!

Even on the fence, the truth is greater than in the box is dumping!

How do you zadolbali me!

And your rotten formats:

Clips-notch, but without Mata!

But, one horseradish, is advertising for pirates!

Away! As always drunk! .. like a bud ... Rustaveli - Embrazze!

Trendy fruit lambs, which is always silent,

Washed brain easier to build us in a row,

As in a cocoon, without knowing the vice, lies and lust,

Our being is so low that it's not scary even fall!

Below only the stars of Telekerman that they suck our brains

Through the eyes, and money from the pocket!

For the place of Gordon, they see one gondons!

They do not care that degradation when such a singer!

Means of the masses go to the needs of the Lucifer!

Protoptav roads, everyone rubs on his track!

Do not take off the eye - Diagonal 54 '

Tell you about everything that is going on in the world,

Only truth you can't find out there, because this product -

Completely non-propelled goods from these bitches!

Let's leave the ideology, we will be closer to the ordinary person. Usually need. What do I see?! Someone considered me an animal capable of anything, made a bet on instinct, waiting for the benefit, after making a decision to do everything, to buy everything because of my excitement. Disturbance? Resentment? .. No ...

I feel angry boils in me!

Are you shooting clothes for 15 minutes of glory?!

Little, little lava plus lunch on free

Shalands Full Kefali and all the bindunts got up,

When you, playfully, like a slava under Shmali,

Fallen whispered to me: "I Love You",

MEDIA. Magnaya beats in the head! And we ... why are we?!

Let the saliva satisfied

We do not even notice what they do hurt!

Volnodimtsev a lot, people are less and less!

What other zombies? Well, what are you melting fairy tales?!

What have the horses in the wagon?! Hypnosis on the brain?!

And inappropriate pathos, they say we are all cannon meat!

We now fall from sleep, perhaps.

All misfortunes run away from us

Hearing our voice dangerous, like steel blade,

Where we are only part of the target audience from the total mass,

Drives, consumers, substitutes.

Cheerful stories do not want to ship? BUT?!

Have you fun? Sad ... then pay!

And you will not understand that your ideal is terrible!

Take-all! Yeah ... I do not agree!

With what I see I do not agree!

With what I hear I do not agree!

With what I know, I do not agree!

I want to be free, albeit even hungry!

And I do not need to impose your opinion ...

I Chu ...

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