Текст песни GS - Эдипов комплекс

Why do you, my Teresa
I'm with you do not cry
Rumpled bed, remorse,
On the pillow tears
And that night it
Moral principles executioner
Called awareness
Change either late
It all started
Since April insane
Something more than just a
Mother kiss
He raised the child inside
There was a desire
blood ties
dwindle
It was a sick craving
Two sick people
Oedipus complex as
Generator dreary ideas
She closed her eyes
And he hated his father
Thoughts in a heap, my God,
Maybe I'm crazy
Age difference
Somewhere near dvadtsaketa
She vspomniala youth
Shockwave him Shtaket
And no matter how it had a strong love
All this
they had
derzhatt a closely guarded secret area

Chorus (2 times)

Give the recipe
What's to stop the process
Life KP MS
Grez continue to incest
This is history,
In which there is no availability,
Common rasudok under arrest

And this passion has been
Ognian as the lava of Vesuvius
Proximity drunk with her
About nprodolzhal create madness
Time inexorably melt
As the first snow
Past days and flew
In the abyss led the wrong trail
Where are you
Do not go stronghold of my wicked dreams
But his words drowned
uninterruptible shower
The pain in the ass, he stood
just before midnight
Apparently she decided it all
At acidic mine
Bracho moved to the house
Night, noisy taverns
I eat hatred
He schёl clenching his fists
Door clicked well
fatal picture
He found her with her father
household chore
One moment
Linen was scarlet
And in the morning already I found sledak
Cold body
By asking the question
You can not get an answer
And not every moment in life
There is a price

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no longer storitelingom
fucking entourage
Alas, no matter how cool do not you like
Do not understand the whole essence
Fashionable hip-hop mutated
The blind rifmomontazh
Piderasy striving for glory
Let them shine fucked
Do dynamics
Look not blundered ptsan
Get plenty of nonsense in texts
And most importantly consonance
You modnyavye,
But cats pissing in Katsan
And merges with the advent of
an opportunity
Moscow on Courage
I was exactly in the catacombs
We all gray
The ace is so little present
Even without your chicks grmi
Not Bombs
A moral concepts
All have long been lost
They write to me
Lesch you cool lyrics
I'm blown dense smoke
This is probably the wedge
Yes, let the flame does not go out
In the eyes of its Connected
Region 58
Let's merge Bob ...

Chorus (2 times)