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Your friend:

Eyes full of tears

You hurt me,

With your games in love.

You hurt me,

You hurt me.

Let's finish this circus,

And we will end life for us two,

Looking under the barrel in the lens.

My utopian paradise,

Sometimes it prevents me from sleeping

This is not songs under Tag Nesty Ney,

Where any bitch is how you will sell your ass for a couple of copper shekels.

Fuck you to my health, why are you treating there? With heroin in his hand is more like Miles Davis.

Do you like tracks?

Is suffering pushing art? (Yes, in general cool)

After all, you are so similar to me

You have no friends

You have no family

But I am ready to tear my heart so that you understand that you are not alone.

The memory of the past is interfering with shit almost all my dreams.

And as not dream, she will not return,

Better shooting this whore brains.

My city hates me just like me,

There are thousands of seams in the soul,

And in the head only the music of an unknown notes.

And how can not be shredded like a biscuit cake,

I fall into bed with tears and so from year to year.

And I will not renew myself (no, stop)

When I decide to die, the plot is a thousand sheets.

But I want you to know that you are not alone

Not alone at all.

Eyes full of tears

You hurt me,

With your games in love.

You hurt me,

You hurt me.

Let's finish this circus,

And we will end life for us two,

Looking under the barrel in the lens.

Vspak:

My white nostrils.

It’s too late to change something.

And I was dying in your sweater a thousand times already,

I am fag, your mother was right,

Let's sleep again in the end

I will be your Rudy, and you are my Jess,

Where did I get

Honey, this is a loop, I was about to hang myself.

And I was dying in your sweater a thousand times already,

I am fag - your mother was right.

Let's sleep again in the end.

I will be your Rudy, and you are my Jess,

Where did I get

Honey, this is a loop, I was about to hang myself.

I am like a flash, we are accelerating every night,

Pity on my psyche, pity on my liver, pity on my white nostrils,

You will return later, apologizing gently, it will be too late.

You are just a creature

You are no more holy

You are just a chick that flirts in clubs,

You stained your lips

I watch the last season Breiking Bad alone,

And this is a black shirt, her fabric adjusted to your smooth legs, gently touching her chest,

And now his hands are wrinkling her animal,

A couple of minutes and he will end on your sweet children's face.

Look at me crying, get touched, pussy piccha under the post with the tracks of Joy Divine.

My razor will cut his neck,

My best friend is powder, my friend hid in a glass, my favorite place with yellow walls, this is a madhouse from the American horror Story,

No, this is my room.

You destroyed what we built for years,

Your son will not be reddish as we wanted,

From this rooster he will be the color of the blond,

And we will all die here, stir, sniff, cheat out with blood, choking with tears, but, bitch, you are not alone.