Lyrics СРТ - Моя мелодия

jack slot melody
catches frets groan
in solo MAC
shackled again
cowboy technique duel john
burn shot
meat in the cage bone cavity
painfully
and costs a lot
but the fingers are driving again
rhythm in the foot
bat wretched
so illogical
but without her not going to the side
and beat yourself miserable
trampling flesh into the floor
carry the notes washed down in tight
and the body of the syganet from the plane
into the air pit
he was stuffy here
the pallet will fill with the tenderness of their soul
from the depths of wilderness to land
need a lady
best clothes you and she
soft pillow ...
melody ... so sweet as ever
so smooth .. the half-moon and close to their bodies

my tune
body movements and the best
makes sing and listen
agitating and torturing .. with nights
jackpot promising heaps in the pits
in the puddles clouds fly
we are in boots without noticing
trample them down
during the day history
my sad how straight it is .. melody

stop melody again
strips the throat
I'll sculpt with chalk
asphalt no pity
on notes sticky glue
to her knees with watering can
lei on curls balm
pitying me as a child
even though I myself like lightning
I beat the wet ground
so that a hundred people
admitted the truth naked
bite my elbows
knowing i'm conceited again
I will separate from the whole piece
like a stone of god
I will land on the ceiling at home
solo merciless
from a lonely hike
you will hear howls and moans
onlookers will clap
not sparing a palm
caught notes in the head
and me to know you
what is needed more than anyone
more love and peace itself
Wherever there is ... more peace ...

it's so hard
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