Forwarded from Grisha Chan🎷🐀
НЕ ПИСАТЬ КРИНЖ
НЕ ПИСАТЬ КРИНЖ
НЕ ПИСАТЬ КРИНЖ
ДА СУКАБЛЯТЬ
НЕ ПИСАТЬ КРИНЖ
НЕ ПИСАТЬ КРИНЖ
ДА СУКАБЛЯТЬ
You have eyes that lead me on
And a body that shows me death
Your lips look like they were made
For something else, but they just suck my breath
And a body that shows me death
Your lips look like they were made
For something else, but they just suck my breath
You're so sudden and sweet, all legs, knuckle, knees
Head's blown clean off, your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint over the evidence
Head's blown clean off, your mouth's paid off
Fuck me 'til we know it's unsafe
And we'll paint over the evidence
I want you wanting me
I want what I see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of
Don't give me something to satisfy
I want what I see in your eyes
So give me something to be scared of
Don't give me something to satisfy
I want your pain to taste why you're ashamed
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of
And I know you're not just what you say to me
And I'm not the only moment you're made of
Короче хуярю на репите лучший альбом менсона (ит ми дринк ми), пью пиво и наслаждаюь своими солеными слезами
а ещё в планах умереть нахуй как можно скорее и никому не портить жизнб слышеш
She reminds me of the one in school
When I was cuttin'
She was dressed in white
And I couldn't take my eyes off her
But that's not what I took off that night
When I was cuttin'
She was dressed in white
And I couldn't take my eyes off her
But that's not what I took off that night