МИНУС 89689454162 - АНДЕГРАУНД - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

I wanted to run then, but the bitch is scared there,

As a phobia drove into a dead end to the thread, the wet soul drowned the soul

And there is all the excitement and rubbish, the bruck of the Baryg, greed carries a gloomy scream, did not become simple. Without an umbrella, he remained alive