добрыйутром - я очень хочу быть тебе нужным - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

Put yourself two fingers in a pussy while your girlfriend is in the toilet. Buy my kidney, today I am very hungry. I do not have enough of your warmth. I am drunk in the meat like a bitch. 2 nights, home so far.

The metro does not walk, and any other transport and not to catch the passage. My life is a prostitute and a whore. Sticks me. I would bake on the stars, but there is no sky. But there is this road, empty streets.

Now it would be better to hug you, and not hide the marking face deeper into the hood. This night walk is more and more like a dream, which I, alas, are deprived. Happiness by tags defloration, autophy, BDSM, femdom, strapon.

Cold air pierces the lungs, fingers freezes. Duet of drunken wanderers. The road will master the road, the member will master the sucking. Know the anti -utopia, open. Roy in your thoughts, it will not be better.

Songs either about drugs, or about you, or all at once.

Do not touch me an infection, I have no mood, like a desire to see you. And in the apogee everything is vile and human.

And now, I want you, more than ever, without falsehood.

Sorry, I told all your secrets to strangers. The fact is that there is too much superfluous blood, the fact is that there are not thoughts in my head. The brain has turned into muesli. In order not to think, I drink this abomination from my throat.

With the taste of mountain ash, ripples in the eyes, this is not the worst trip from the latter. Undercomplexality is in the air, but it annoys me when you do not tell me everything, or when you cry.

When you break your phone into a drunken head, life is a marathon, it’s a pity that I'm not a runner. But if I fall, then I’ll wait for you here, there is hardly enough strength to get up. To become who was once.

The ear is torn and in the blood of cotton wool. The composition started, and the color of your eyes touched me. And then either a carbon monoxide, or we suffocate from love. We are afraid, beating. But tomorrow we will meet and will remain together forever.

I’m not Hentai Boyz and they are better, I am nobody, I have no fans, I have no skills, talent, appearance. I have my songs, you and the eternal verse. And I would have enough stroke, I would smear my face.

But so far it smals only me, I try to swim out of this, but I'm going to the bottom with the weight of the stone.