Мои Ракеты Вверх - Fake Blood Capsules

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No face no place no chase outside
I feel like allready dead
Bad feeling not gives up a crowntin crown again
Your everlong zoo blade family cone
A Ben for evil moon
Grape me down, identify a criminal foe
Oh no be shure
I’m waiting under moon pailing
For that tool ranging
Underground is perfect for that sound
Evil rat goes on the Santas house
Little mother helpers on a run Figure me up for a gape
Allways be shut
Only never was out
No face no chase no place but us I feel like allready drown
Hake me alone drake beat a comealone crime again
I feel like pretty Ramone
Get me alive to beat me of the gain.
It’s alive
It’s ok Hanging on it arround again