VirusFeast - Why I Was On The Street (Feat. В.Ж.О.П.У.) | Текст песни

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[В.Ж.О.П.У.]

And now I'm a dirty tramp
In my heart is a hatred to this world
I promise that I will reach you
And grill your ass like in old times

Hallucinations show my critical nervous condition
Sectarian oaths slowly destroy my personal opinions
My teeth break up to thousands of small comets
And fall, as dandruff, on the asphalt
Intoxication hurts my eyes with the sunlight
Yesterday was obviously better

This is why I was on the street