DËUTCH NEPAŁ - HEΛRTBOMB | Текст песни

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• DËUTCH NEPAŁ
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Oh (or On? I don't know) perfect nails

And newly made hair

She's looking a dream
In an aeroplane chair.

Black shades of mascara

Black gloves of silk

They all order vodka

Which she mixes with hot milk

Bridge??
Security instructions, she flashes a smile

Refuses her free meal and rests(?) for a while

But its already happened, the fever's set in
disease impersonated, black bruises on white skin