Cute
Oh, I'm so cute
So, babe, fuck you
Oh, I'm so free
So, come in a trip
Oh, I
Oh, you
You're mine
I'm cute
Come get my heart
Beware, it's hard
Come get my heart
If you are strong enough
Oh, I
Oh, you
You're mine
I'm cute
I've sank into a sky
You've said you're mine
You've said I'm yours
So come get close
Oh, I
Oh, you
You're mine
I'm cute
Oh, I'm so cute
So, babe, fuck you
Oh, I'm so free
So, come in a trip
No one is strong enough
No one is strong enough
True bad cowboy
I'm a true bad cowboy
And I came for you
I ain't need your money
And I'll make you mute
Yeah, I'm true bad
Bang, bang, bang
And I ain't good
Shoot, shoot, shoot
I am bad
And I've got mad
I am glad
That we have met
I'm a big bad man
With a big bad ben
I ain't need no hooks
With a big bad boobs
Yeah, I'm true bad
Bang, bang, bang
And I ain't good
Shoot, shoot, shoot
I am bad
And I've got mad
I am glad
That we have met
You should had prayed a lot
You'd better now shut up
'cause I'm a true bad cowboy
And I came for you
I ain't need your money
And I'll make you mute
Yeah, I'm true bad
Bang, bang, bang
And I ain't good
Shoot, shoot, shoot
Bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang
Shoot, shoot
Shoot,shoot,shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot, shoot
Bang
Hard light
Hard light
Deep inside
I've got to go
Outside
I've got to go
All alone
I've got to go
I've got to go
Hard light
Made me tired
I've got to show
My love is bright
I've got to show
I feel allright
I've got to show
I will not go
But everything is so clear
Burning in the hard light
You don't care if I am here
You wonder whether I could die
Hard light
Hard light
Might sweet anestesie
Might sweet anestesie
Running trough my blood to my brain
Might sweet anestesie
Smoother than love and better than pain
White as a snow
Killing me slow
God given right
To stay on the other side
God given right
To stay on the other side
The deadman gave me free advice
He said there is no dying twice
He cried he's more alive than me
'cause I was just a passing meat
I really was a passing meat
I cured a passion with a death
An easy flying, fall undressed
My tender fall, the final fall
And now I like it most of all
Don't cry, be sure I love you still
Your violence has made me ill
Deseased decision, yes, I know
But I can't make it on my own
Can't stand alone against the snow
I'm not enough, I can't go on
Can't stand alone against the snow
I'm not enough, I can't go on
'n you've lost me for this time
Thrown me into the mouth of a bad trip
Bleeding bitter as a lime
We've got to stiff our upper lip
'cause might'n'sweet anestesie
Now's running trough my blood to my brain
Might sweet anestesie
Holds me of going insane
White as a snow
Killing me slow
God given right
To stay on the other side
God given right
To stay on the other side
Inside out
I've lost in your lies
I can not more believe your eyes
I want to hold your hand
But it's becoming just a sand
You're making such an easy tricks
I'm drifting down the Stiks
C'mon and cross the line
I shout
C'mon and cross the line
I pray
The trust you can't betray
Inside out
I see you smiling, see you crying
See you everytime you're mine
But I am still too blind to get
If it is your max bet
Whether you're alive
Whether you're alive
C'mon and cross the line
I shout
C'mon and cross the line
I pray
The trust you can't betray
Inside out
C'mon and cross the line
I shout
C'mon and cross the line
I pray
The trust you can't betray
Inside out
Alien woman
Horny, going horny
Alien woman's burning
Alien woman
Unholy, unholy
She's hot and wet
And her cut is red
She's hard in bed
She's riding bad, bad, bad
Honey, boiling honey
Li'l bunny sucks funny
Don't stop li'l bunny
I'm cum-cum-cuming
She's piece of cake to get
Ready at any flat
She's piece of cake to get
Die hard to forget
She's hot and wet
And her cut is red
She's hard in bed
She's riding bad, bad, bad
Holy, going holy
My own babe is calling
My own baby
Unhorny, unhorny
She is a piece of cake
Flameable, keep away
Sure, if I could awake
She should not wait
Dump it
What are you looking for
At this unforgiven flat?
What are gazing at?
And am I it on the floor?
Freeze! Don't touch this shit.
Forget it was my flesh
And dump this dirty trash.
Forgive me I am it.
Who are you crying for
In this frozen woods of hell?
Do not you see quite well
You should fell in love before?
Dump this shit deep into the nameless grave
As far as you can from the painyard of scene,
As solid as you ever wanted to screw.
Lay down next and sing the song of a wave.
It's words would be the wall
It's sounds would be the way
And then will come the day
And bring the rest for all
The rest for your thin soul
And take me to the bay.
Play safe
One card
And whole the life apart
One step
And you'll get rich or dead
One chance
One game
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
You do not need too much, just twenty one score
But do not give a look if you have got more
One chance
One game
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
You've got your drink, cigarettes, baby near
Do you need anything else?
I should tell you you really need fear
Ice fear must brake all romance
And you'll get who you are
And you'll get where you are
Remember who you are
Remember where you are
You must know who you are
You must know where you are
One chance
One game
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
Defense
Or take the shame
Take the shame
One card
And whole the life apart
One step
And you'll get rich or dead
Remember who you are
Remember where you are
Remember where you are
Remember where you are
H off
I'm
Seeking a line
The guide
Trough the mirror ruins
Smoking
Thinking down
I declaim to the sky
The rust on the sly
Decline
With a ruby drops
Into sinking streets
Onto dead mass of
Nude body
Way up
Leaving heroin
Loosing love
And missing God
The day cut feelings
Night cut thoughts
The dawn, the sunset
Nasty mixed
Two dollar sluts
My dreams are still
They suck my will
They suck my will
Way up
Leaving heroin
Loosing love
And missing God
Ain't nobody outside
Next to suicide
Inside several of mine
Are tossing like a blind
Visions rush about my mind
Eyes are bursting with a wine
But I will never ever hide
Of the hungry dancing dark behind
H off
Wanna honesty
Ain't no way
But to escape
H and back
- eyespeaker
- Posts: 84
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H and back
Качнись рукой не от огня, качнись от света.
Монеты осени звенят - в продаже лето.
От капли тонкого вина в стакане чайном
И поднимается в меня сезон молчанья.
Фотограф выставит декор, мы вставим лица
И к югу ртутным косяком кочуют птицы.
А дачи в озере стоят над непогодой
И губы истринских наяд - со вкусом соды.
Пустынный пригород в окне дрожит и мокнет.
И только ясени в огне никак не смолкнут.
Над головами - птичий крест, кольцо с дождями.
Не выдаст Бог, свинья не съест нас с желудями.
Сергей Кулеев
Монеты осени звенят - в продаже лето.
От капли тонкого вина в стакане чайном
И поднимается в меня сезон молчанья.
Фотограф выставит декор, мы вставим лица
И к югу ртутным косяком кочуют птицы.
А дачи в озере стоят над непогодой
И губы истринских наяд - со вкусом соды.
Пустынный пригород в окне дрожит и мокнет.
И только ясени в огне никак не смолкнут.
Над головами - птичий крест, кольцо с дождями.
Не выдаст Бог, свинья не съест нас с желудями.
Сергей Кулеев
- eyespeaker
- Posts: 84
- Joined: Sat Nov 15, 2008 11:27 am
Outtro
I don't give a fuck if a sluck
Is sucking my cock
It's better than heroin clock
Clucking ad hoc
Be sure, I don't mind
Of sucking my dick
But alcohol night
Is not as heroin spring
So what?
You gonna punish me
You're saying 'shame on you'
But what do you can do?
It's hot,
Smelling me frying free
You hate the all I am
But who of us is damned?
And whether we're goig up?
Whether do we grow?
Does this better sucking slut
Sucking best of all?
And what am I going to find?
What am I trying to change?
If the reality tricks my mind
It is not fun enough arranged.
And I am on my knees
And everybody screams
And everything is freezed
There is no winnig teams
There is no resurrect
Hapiness can't be kept
Hapiness can't be real
Nothing can make me thrilled
So what is the way?
And what is the up?
For whom should I pray?
For what have I stopped?
There - nothing is real.
There - nothing is clear.
Nobody has a light.
This way don't need a might,
This way don't need a heart,
This place is just a part
Of the hall of an evil art.
Now, nothong should be said.
The simple thought of that
Means that all of my luck
Makes love become a fuck.
I don't give a fuck if a sluck
Is sucking my cock
It's better than heroin clock
Clucking ad hoc
Be sure, I don't mind
Of sucking my dick
But alcohol night
Is not as heroin spring
So what?
You gonna punish me
You're saying 'shame on you'
But what do you can do?
It's hot,
Smelling me frying free
You hate the all I am
But who of us is damned?
And whether we're goig up?
Whether do we grow?
Does this better sucking slut
Sucking best of all?
And what am I going to find?
What am I trying to change?
If the reality tricks my mind
It is not fun enough arranged.
And I am on my knees
And everybody screams
And everything is freezed
There is no winnig teams
There is no resurrect
Hapiness can't be kept
Hapiness can't be real
Nothing can make me thrilled
So what is the way?
And what is the up?
For whom should I pray?
For what have I stopped?
There - nothing is real.
There - nothing is clear.
Nobody has a light.
This way don't need a might,
This way don't need a heart,
This place is just a part
Of the hall of an evil art.
Now, nothong should be said.
The simple thought of that
Means that all of my luck
Makes love become a fuck.
Качнись рукой не от огня, качнись от света.
Монеты осени звенят - в продаже лето.
От капли тонкого вина в стакане чайном
И поднимается в меня сезон молчанья.
Фотограф выставит декор, мы вставим лица
И к югу ртутным косяком кочуют птицы.
А дачи в озере стоят над непогодой
И губы истринских наяд - со вкусом соды.
Пустынный пригород в окне дрожит и мокнет.
И только ясени в огне никак не смолкнут.
Над головами - птичий крест, кольцо с дождями.
Не выдаст Бог, свинья не съест нас с желудями.
Сергей Кулеев
Монеты осени звенят - в продаже лето.
От капли тонкого вина в стакане чайном
И поднимается в меня сезон молчанья.
Фотограф выставит декор, мы вставим лица
И к югу ртутным косяком кочуют птицы.
А дачи в озере стоят над непогодой
И губы истринских наяд - со вкусом соды.
Пустынный пригород в окне дрожит и мокнет.
И только ясени в огне никак не смолкнут.
Над головами - птичий крест, кольцо с дождями.
Не выдаст Бог, свинья не съест нас с желудями.
Сергей Кулеев
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