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There could only see the light in her eyes .
Time , you should have to return back .
One at a time a minimum of pain , or white dust on the map.
How I spit out the bitterness in the live part.
Nostrils. For me, on the stage play of forms lady
I heard someone had booked rooms opium
Or I thought I heard ? Give me a little bit ! - burst
He began to hit in the chest. Stop blowing wind , be the background .
Fortune comes usually in the evening , with ambition .
Extradite curse whisper.
Death can bring even the butt Winston'a.
The only way to close you spit in charisma.
With these words, we were flying out of the rooms.
Notes Sonatas , backgrounds winds doodle dreams. Stop!
Where's my bitch? If in the next room groans.
Snot stand ! Mucus - pack , head became like titanium .
Brothel , April, May . Lose dreams. To blame the nostrils.

[ Dialogue from the film ]
- People are criminal by nature, but they are weak . And evil can only strong favorites . Evil - is
stage . Overstep it - liberated .
- Well, good?
- A good ... It's such a simple trap ... for fools.
- So close and before the Civil War .
- And she did not end with the moment of creation.
- God of war

[Chorus]
My time , you're supposed to make me turn back
My time , you're supposed to make me turn back
My time , you're supposed to make me turn back
My time , you're supposed to make me turn back

[Verse 2]
Artificial Figaro Fresnel confused card.
That's it! See how the company treats gout ?
That's it! How to mint gold hands in the muck ?
Girls hang posters , and the boys still drochat !
Powdered nose, not a note played jazz,
Voice apparently sat down. Formally fake tenor
Managed to hide as a force-fed , stuffed price
Then, in the chill-out Khayal this system. That's it!
Artistic hawala any shit
And sorry , the scene threw long veil .
Already forgotten who the flat,
Who plays the main role in the costume of God ,
Who do I have to kill the current supply cancer fools .
Bad if he did not meet with this phenomenon .
Here they are, the goal! Here they are ! As skinning .
Look, no one has yet been able to outsmart the Guru !
Iron hands breaking figures of clay,
Therefore, someone needed incentives and strength.
Hysterical, red eyes splashed liquid salt
A nozzle with blood. Buyaka ! Stem - stem - stem - stem !
Battle of the sexes , ages of war , the war of flavors
War of the Worlds , a clan war , victims of trapping style.
Already there , but be sure the nostrils will not fail you.