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yo! this is a test you say this when i say that you say this when i say that you say this when i say that you say this when i say that but i'm not with

Выдох Вдох Выдох Вдох Я курю Я дышу И значит я еще не сдох Затягиваюсь дымом противным снова и снова Курение вредит здоровью Зависимость от никотина

The Lord said stand up Paul and dry up your tears You must preach my gospel for many long years Go to DAMASCUS the way that is straight You

You preach your message of moral high Heaven knows how you must lie A sound Christian life, how sad So restrained, but you need it so bad Mrs. Minister

I like to torture and I do it quite well kidnapped in my house you'll think you're in hell Your new home's a pit in my basement floor act up and I'll

What's lies, full moon and thoughts collide We look for answers in those catatonic, dying blood-shot eyes We ask if vermin are the ones that already learned

You're down there shooting blanks From broken guns You fire all day long And still not hit a fucking one Don't wanna know what Some sick [Incomprehensible

Staring in the face of condemnation Laughter fills the sky instead of rain Live my life alone in resignation Arms outstretched for those who cannot say

Hot lava Big Monkey flow Chokin' on a color Floating down like a rain (Oh yeah) Hot lava Cool down Big travel every town Roll it over with a ball and