Гуру Песенthe postman of nobel - r.i.p. | Текст песни
But it’s no more
So…
Your soul was sore
Now it’s airborne
Rest in piece
My fabulous miss
Put off your flesh
And clumsy thoughts
Just leave this trash
Use the teleport
Rest in piece
My fabulous miss
My lucky miss
We’ll have a date
But don’t wait for me
I will be late
I will be late
Rest in piece
My fabulous miss
Rest in piece
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