Дымный - надо больше бошек - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

1. And I increasingly began to smoke the grass somehow I did not notice that it is so easy to exchange pieces of paper for a bag, just like falling in love and never to crazy, yes, this is yes, try it and you will find out how difficult it is for us, I get more dumb with everyone With a widowed water, let's get my brain faster, my brain wishes him, somehow it’s not cool to walk sober, I love when the red eyes seemed to be inflated by the wind, but even better when they are glass, I love when everything around her boshka has seen in snow, I started to hide the silly in the snow. I would smoke a lot of good boobs to hack more, my mother begins to trivigate that I am friends with paravozes, and I walk in an uncultured society, and I am normal for me to be friends with boshi good, good boobs

Pr..da nada more bosok

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2. We are sitting for the same time pile in the trash, it seems everything is fine with the bell to the brother on the phone, the number is unfamiliar again paranoia, he raised his voice from there a rude lid to that place we will be there, he said the cops, that someone is stirring up, the district became some kind of calm, everything around it seemed to be deceased, garbage led him for identification, recently in the area the bags did not start to cram the bags. But it was buried why garbage fucked their brains? And fagots? And fag They sit piles in the trash! I hear this at all, it is not cool to pull the tank for this gandona. Who was mistaken threw things up on you, but he himself disappeared, the brain does not redeem the engines. It would be necessary to heal