Singer: Johnyboy. Page 1

Sorry, in our life is not even close crew -
Our tandem is on the bottom, the ship sinking though.
There's no passion. Girl, you don't burn from the flame
So what the hell, bitch, lying, and playing to the camera?

We rest so as not to Wake up.
I will never stray from the way.
And even if, the world would be upside down -
I'm still shouting that want to party!

And our Metamfetamin, they don't ruin...
Cute, Tom, and breathe deeper...
The nostrils and the heart
Among earthlings, we have no place...
No, no, no.

And the culmination of these adolescents are unlikely to tomila,
They need a rapid heart rate after amphetamine
They need sex, need running, need mers, you need to laugh,
Need coke, drum & base and shit face drunk!
Through the back door for entry to all friends...
It's like the brain is not moving...
Long ago they ascended from the pits...
And a million is not Papanin, know all the ***Yat!
Help? ha, they put brand on the world bottom!
And the night, Yes, night life is fiercely for VIPs!
Around Shine boys... namby-pamby shirts and "Dolce" ladies.
Red Bull, Yes! They love it even more moms!
Condoms, pills - anything to come up with a man's toupee could not,
With them fade, leading to orgasms, feeling the juice.
Fans of role-playing games, cums in her, after all, taped mouth!
Considered overweight, but in fact there is ripening fruit!
Months later came, but she is not stupid at all,
Clearly, ditinu out, because the figure is important.
This couple is a civilian - a child they do not need,
Terribly them picked up if they were the plague.
No stress, depressions, all the same
A lot of wild sex, I'm in it even!
The whole affair fun, but it's just banter
What troubles you, mother? An abortion would solve everything.

It so happened, alas, for women - every nobleman Laurel,
They don't know butterfly tattoo is a mark of a slut.

Don't cry! Both the powder with us.
Don't cry! We breathe, will be okay.
Give me your hand, and do never,
Say it out loud: "don't let go, will not betray!"

And our metamfetamin they don't ruin.
Cute, Tom, breathe in deep and -
The nostrils and the heart -
Among earthlings we have no place...

I will find you next inspiration
In this world, so we got
And on the runway together
Away, Earth! Hello, cloud paint!

Standing on the edge of death,
The person realizes that
Passed miles
He only wiped the soles.

Though the fire in my soul not cold, have no movement simple
And burns mixed with quarrel and strife rustle bridges.

On stone to carve, friend, dream, if a dull sword.

Our slow dance nonstop,
While the music belching out of the speakers, put someone...
Not us... And this dynamic has finally left us - her zahavali mass
And we were able to get out from under their wing...
Just play along, show them that we spit on them...
Years go by, but our feelings are still children.
Come on take your clothes off, get naked together,
And fly free, bypassing city after city,
Only our universe and others in it entrance no..

And if someone suddenly started to hurt you, Brother, so the Fuckers have to fight back.

I love you, even suffocating, even without doing and breath...