Distortion Choice - The Circus [320] | Текст песни

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• The Circus [320]

There is my blood that still prays for all our real things that sow contradictions

Contradictions pick my brain for the time (x3)

I’m dreaming it’s mine

There is a picture in my veins there is a picture in my veins that slowly transformed,

hear me I’m dying in a fucking necrophagous strip cartoon, louder I scream!

Ready! That’s enough daggers!

Clapping! Drugs are my fortress!

Fuck you, I enjoy the blow it’s the only unisex medicine about prose

Oh yes, reality is a circus, anyhow…

Come here, there is gourmand’s attraction…

anyhow…

I’ll fight our detachment’s clapping clown

There’s a picture on my skin there’s a picture on my skin that seems like a dragon

Black, exciting sleeping biff Fucking black beast, life without colours, squashy sleep- ing dick hey prop!

Heroine’s a craving bud fucking heroine is a criminal, mongoloid devastation…

is the cots lull my god Is my flying life; blood; fucking renewal, material of my rug!

I think life is short, time is a dustbin;

god the father is only a written word…

I’ll see a lot of luxury around that breed but into itself, yet reigns a throne

…of the dressed souls, fuck you I enjoy…

I think life is short, time is a dustbin;

god the father is only a written word…

So my confession is my pain

Any vein works out problems, probably my girl’s bitter honey


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