Lyrics pyrokinesis - моя девочка софт-гранж

In the hands of a cigarette
The tram without a ticket
School to hell, and in the dust on the book shelf
My girl drifts past the street on a skateboard
Headphones and cassette player
I do not care then what mother will scold of the septum
Lives moment, its future - trash
And chew your so sexy cherry loot din, AMA-MAM
Rowdy and skandalistka in its player Nirvana, Pharaoh and jump pussy
A pair of rods and guitar sound all that is necessary
And do not care what will happen next, because the girl is my soft grunge
Awww
She listens to Cobain and turns Blunt, because the girl is my soft grunge
Awww
Wears fashion brand shoes, hair colors, just because my girl soft grunge
Awww
She listens to Cobain and turns Blunt, because the girl is my soft grunge
Awww
Wears fashion brand shoes, hair colors, just because my girl soft grunge
my girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge
USO, my girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge

Cigarette so pathetic twists
On collarbones 2 home tatuha
Sneakers all erased on the floor
And in the pocket of a pack of Marlboro Gold
He writes nasty things on the desk
In class only Twitter or Tumbler
And in style rock star in her youth spring
And alcohol in the stomach
And the rest of it up to the lamp
From the 80s her blouse
She loves modern art
By her behavior, even 17 do not give
Just my mother I'm sorry but my girl soft grunge

Awww
She listens to Cobain and turns Blunt, because the girl is my soft grunge
Awww
Wears fashion brand shoes, hair colors, just because my girl soft grunge
Awww
She listens to Cobain and turns Blunt, because the girl is my soft grunge
Awww
Wears fashion brand shoes, hair colors, just because my girl soft grunge
my girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge
USO, my girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge, girl soft grunge