Я глотаю немытые хуи и запиваю их поносом Виктора Цоя
Wake up (wake up) Grab a brush and put a little makeup Hide the scars to fade away the shake up (Hide the scars to fade away the shake ) Why d you leave the keys up on the table? Here you go create another fable
(You wanted to) Grab a brush and put on a little makeup (You wanted to) Hide the scars to fade away the shake up (You wanted to) Why d you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don t think you trust, in, my, Self-righteous suicide, I, cry, when angels deserve to die
Wake up (wake up) Grab a brush and put a little makeup Hide the scars to fade away the shake Why d you leave the keys up on the table? Here you come...need another fable
(You wanted to) Grab a brush and put on a little makeup (You wanted to) Hide the scars to fade away the shake (You wanted to) Why d you leave the keys up on the table? (You wanted to)
I don t think you trust in my Self-righteous suicide, I cry, when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide, I cry, when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide, I cry, when angels deserve to die
Father (mother) Father (brother) Father (fucker) Father (aaahh) Father into your hands, I commend my spirit Father into your hands, why have you forsaken me? In your eyes, forsaken me In your thoughts, forsaken me In your heart, forsaken me
Oh, trust in my, self-righteous suicide I cry when angels deserve to die In my self-righteous suicide Why cry when angels deserve to die