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Sometimes we stare read stories
Reflection tell me
Why harnesses perezhmut my veins
I lined eyes in the sun , real estate
Sometimes the soul will compress the ice regime change
Five in the morning will break your head hidden spring
I think stories , tell me , tell me

Tell me what you prefer R'n'B- shny blowjob
Or old school rap, or rewind the three
With half a million years
Or find something in the universe there is no
Or log in Council on the establishment of karma
Whether new or old covenant , or the answer
Or be bound by bullets in the dark
But still continue to move light
But whether you or I , dust or poison
We were given the charge and our thoughts are flying just
It's all garbage truth
As long as you sincerely do not believe praying for mercy
This is not garbage , in the middle of a cloudy day
Sunbeam , choose me , pluck out of the fire
Ground from under the feet as the last spurt
Of prolonged sleep

And even if this is my last spring
Heaven forgive and accept potsana

Sometimes we stare read stories
Reflection tell me
Why harnesses perezhmut my veins
I lined eyes in the sun , real estate
Sometimes the soul will compress the ice regime change
Five in the morning will break your head hidden spring
I think stories , tell me , tell me

And the sky is not the same on the troubles of our favorite
We had no peace and somewhere on the graves
I see your face again I
Who is to blame that on the clouds of Powys
You're all in the ground, and I'm only up to the waist
And somehow I fear that somewhere in unidentified
Belt hours - there were the trains
Teens just ask that the weather cleared up
And you and I have been - so it remains pohuyu !

And here he is moss growing - it is God forgive
He was there , and I got to do is left to live
But despite it all was fun
And even with the type of photography , if you drive
Although you just upset me - but be quiet !
Still in the sky as we walk here and chase
And Samovolochka from paradise , open space
At one point still a little too easy!

And then later ... Stars showered dust into space ...
And we believe the floors look ... Tell me ... Tell me ...

Sometimes we stare read stories
Reflection tell me
Why harnesses perezhmut my veins
I lined eyes in the sun , real estate
Sometimes the soul will compress the ice regime change
Five in the morning will break your head hidden spring
I think stories , tell me , tell me