Program is wasted, Jesus never can find a conclusion. Heaven is walking, Winter've frozen my loudspeakers. You break up with your skinny body, Shoes gets dirty on the milky way, hey, I hate surprises on my heaven's walking: Simple song of the evolution.
chorus:
I smell hot milk, you're not "the one" for me.
Queen of camera, Wicked fate - i am loosing better. Scratch your feelings. Soul strings weaked for my autumn melting. Purple cloud is shining for you champion, Laughing phones in my constitution, I entertain your virgin's freedom: Simpple song of the evolution.