Singer: Selena Gomez

Here I'm great, and I miserable.
Then I can, and I couldn't.
By clicking get acquainted with the beauty,
The reality is different - I'm very shy.
Hammered and quiet, unnecessary kid
Your best friend - table book.
Decided on the Internet to show themselves
And for the whole world to declare itself!

Of course, stupid not to understand me!
My intellect they can't scratch.
I know all the questions,
I'm a genius, and all around nonsense!
I am a Troll, I'm an unusual guy,
I am a Troll, insanely brilliant!
I'm a Troll, a nightmare for all ideas
I'm a Troll and I hate people!

I feel the power and influence
My tool - "Secretaria".
As you know the username, password!
And for some reason calling me a Troll.

We are alone, and all around the virtual network.
No real place in the world.
And I did one at the end of the last century?.. -
A complicated mechanism has become smarter than humans.
(Difficult mechanism became a stronger person).

At night there are plenty of people in search of his love,
But forget all of them in the morning about love.
The beach will tell all of us who ate and who slept where,
The janitor clean up the mess of undigested food.

Cartridges of passion strikes the heart,
Shoot accurately, one we do not mind.

We loaded the guns of love
Let all clean come to us themselves.

Somewhere waits the summer, the nights and dawns,
The Golden beach and the sea.
Summer, girls, naked, no inhibitions -
If the vacation is not closed!
And again the pulse beats,
In the heart of the song is heard,
I fly to meet
The food, the food!

The sun now shines brightly,
And I love everybody in the County.
My smile will not notice
Only sleeping in a steel coffin.
And smiling at me people
Not knowing what I was doing
Alone and without preliminaries.
Read my eyes.
I going to meet uncle
Such a hard and big;
Shouts, he swears obscenities
Faces a huge hand...
I will whisper in his ear -
Do not boil and do not scream,
Take your x*p in a big hand
Just masturbate, just masturbate.

When I finished all the themes for the tracks,
When the strings are all torn,
When it becomes no longer a laughing matter,
When closed up in himself,
When on the street cold and slush,
But at home nothing to eat,
When in contact all these people
Had suddenly underground*bat,
When calling your friend
And said you idiot
Then she throws up
And now it's down to you...
But do not cry, do not kill
Do not boil and do not shout.
Himself for a moment stay -
Just masturbate, just masturbate.

Large planet
Burned with boredom.
Here air is not present,
So - no sound.
Not a fairy tale, not a reality,
Not animals, not people
Space dust
We have been and will be.

Cosmos is waiting for us,
The cosmos loves us,
Space lives in each of the destinies,
Space, hi,
Space believe in us
Turn off the lights, lock all the doors,
Cosmos is waiting for us.

To shop for maternity
Very often I go,
But t-shirt your size
Still can not find.
Spend half the salary I
To sew at least pants.
Will ask my mother for money I
To buy a protein meal.
Seven days a week swinging I
And three hundred and sixty five days a year,
And smarter lessons
For not find.

I love pitching
And iron love.
Sweat flows from me,
I muscle shirts ditch.