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The street is filled with mushrooms

A ladder to hell

The world is divided into disputes

And everything is covered with mold

I don't know who your god is

And I don't believe you

I don't care about your law,

But not at my door.

Don't stick your snide nose over the threshold

I let you go, but

You, but, you, but you

It doesn't matter

You'll argue with me here

(I don't believe)

I'm not a horse,

You're up to my neck in me, but

(I don't believe)

It doesn't matter

You'll argue with me here

(I don't believe)

I'm not a horse,

You're up to my neck in me, but

Don't stick your snide nose over the threshold

I let you go, but

You, but, you, but you

As if I saw them behind the glass:

They have a diploma on their grin!

Behind them, and only the wind is shit for them - to understand the lumps of the blasphemy: if Niger! Rep, who knows everything about everything and the scars of Svetan, well, the world for a long time for my lips (and said), let's argue more than a truthful bubble. The street is filled with mushrooms

A ladder to hell

The world is divided into disputes

And everything is covered with mold

It doesn't matter

You'll argue with me here

(I don't believe)

I'm not a horse,

You're up to my neck in this but

(I don't believe)

It doesn't matter

You'll argue with me here

(I don't believe)

I'm not a horse,

You're up to my neck in this but

(I don't believe)