Текст песни files obladaet
Обновлено: 19.09.2024
Having dealt with this trap in a drunken delirium-I
In pursuit of what were obviously going to find that
What to do my gaps, injuring the morning-I
Curves like a guitar love the game
First Verse: Obladaet
Hey, love me poor, yeah yeah come on and fall in love with me first
The stronger your desire, the more expensive my word
See this look, love that is not legal
Find yourself someone to escort to the house
Her body was hiding a few personal tattoos
She whispers, why is she here
Between us, I will not leave one
When I died everything, but I can feel a pulse
This stone in my chest I carry like a burden
Having dealt with this trap in a drunken delirium-I
In pursuit of what were obviously going to find that
What to do my gaps, injuring the morning-I
Curves like a guitar love the game
Second Verse: Stairs
Drinking your Mojito, she wants sex on the beach
After all, where there is no love, all kompensiruet experience
We weigh like stalactites in the head, a thick porridge
Her sex is art straight from the Hermitage
Having dealt with this trap in a drunken delirium-I
In pursuit of what were obviously going to find that
What to do my gaps, injuring the morning-I
Curves like a guitar love the game
Having dealt with this trap in a drunken delirium-I
In pursuit of what were obviously going to find that
What to do my gaps, injuring the morning-I
Curves like a guitar love the game
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