I hate this guy
Patience is tested
Every day the same duns
They are like the ovens of Auschwitz
That the gang burns out, guys ¤ only a mountain of ashes remains
I am no longer young, I have already become an empty shell
Will these hours never be filled?
Your head plows gray slime
Hello, it's five o'clock already
A restless goose kicks in my mouth
And it heats my reputation, I feel the pressure of the environment
O-ou, it's Friday and go-go
Lanne shakes and I bet you won't cut my pump shut
Oh, what kind of song is playing
Rhythm whispers a secret, gives an opportunity< br/>Be like a feather
I want to float like a feather
And fall like a tree
It's getting hot here, I already taste the cold barley-flavored food
Now here The battery just took a while to find some kind of Iines
Avauslaini's challenge, in that regard I'm relying on the old acquaintance
That's why I can't commit to anything for one evening
That's when I open the game to one of the blondes in front of the counter
It's a mistake, a mistake: it wasn't alone in the traffic
Somewhere the speeding schizo steroid pole
Wipes the parquet floor with my habit, the experience is not very high
O-ou, it's Friday and go-go
Lanne shakes and I guess my pump won't cut
Oh, what kind of song is playing
Rhythm whispers a secret, gives an opportunity
Be like a feather
I want to float like a feather
And fall like a tree
Sometimes I scroll, that's where I'm going
And Pietari flips through the pages of my life
That's how he checks that this is bullshit
Ku I was scared and confused what happened
Someone is a caliph, another is a sheriff
For me, the role of the jester is good
But the pack is not a joker
It is it would be a bend but it wouldn't be a bullet
O-ou, it's Friday and go-go
Lanne shakes and I bet you won't cut my pump shut
Oh, what kind of song is playing
Rhythm whispers a secret, gives an opportunity
To be a feather
I want to float like a feather
And fall like a tree

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