Ты готов, Папа?
Да.
- Я догоню вас.
- Ага.
Прости, мам.
# The Jekyll-Hyde of you
I can’t survive the tide of you…
# The vicious style of love, the whining
Pits and pendulums of lying…
# Sneaky features, facing, waiting
City sex is so frustrating…
# Young savage, young savage…
# She’s like a steel wall
Speaks like a dance hall…
# Young savage, young savage…
# Anything goes
Where no one knows your name…
# The mirror love of vixens
Gets over the mask of victims…
# Money rents you insulation
Tenderness, asphyxiation…
# Someone else’s flesh to borrow
Sling it from your bed tomorrow…
# Live too fast for love or sorrow
Look behind the face, it’s hollow…
# Young savage, young savage…
# She’s like a steel wall
Speaks like a dance hall…
# Young savage, young savage…
# Anything goes
Where no one knows your name…
# Oh, young savage, young savage…
# She’s like a steel wall
Speaks like a dance hall…
# Young savage, young savage…
# Anything goes
Where no one knows you…
# Young savage, young savage…
# She’s like a steel wall
Speaks like a dance hall…
# Young savage, young savage…
# Anything goes
Where no one knows your name #
Жду не дождусь уже, когда приедем.
Пошёл ты. Не будь задницей.
- Ага, парни?
- Хлебни этой штуки, а?
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