P O L I S H C O W (EN)
The Masters Of Escapism
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I have only one in my head of Coke five grams, fly away alone In the land of oblivion I have thoughts in my head When this state ends When I will not be alone Because a white eel will enter Only one in my head I have Coke five grams, fly away alone In the land of oblivion I have thoughts in my head When this state ends When I will no longer be alone Because a white eel will enter I f*ck, but I have a descent I do not catch the stars I lie like a log I do not believe What is happening Like a hen from hunger I am crowing Like a werewolf to the moon In my head holes like a street In front of your hut I dissolve like a bar that lies on the counter Going down is like you do not pull my bro, my f*ck's face grimaces In my head, a brawl like on TV I am not surprised by this state No goods, in my mind I am dope I will give it or I will not give it All the whore from the cottage for sale All in all I'm already fucked Everything is sold I f*ck myself long Kinol like in Tabaluga Day two without pounding Where is the snake? white chemistry Fucking the descent is so exhausting As if you are a locust in the hell of a devil Only one in my head I have five grams of Coke, fly away alone In the land of oblivion I have thoughts in my head When this state ends When I will not be alone Because a white eel will enter Chemistry Party, I want to ski to the dealer and not in the Alps About Zesz whore, unless fiknę As Boko nothing psiknę so much wants to touch the stars But none of that, because I exit Totally whore mega descent And I dream of the dragon entrance Have hajsy? Are you in arrears too? Well, f*ck, now no longer run I want to have a kick like a panther In Krech is not the dealer no longer certainly do not think death breaks me I do not swallow, I got chills Whore mother, how much will this situation last? I dreamed of a coke van And hery I play just for taste I want to drive in a Cadillac I run after my thoughts but everyone is in arrears No loan option Because I cut like scissors Only one thing in my head I have Coke five grams, fly away alone In the land of oblivion I have thoughts in my head When this state ends When I will not be alone Because a white eel will come in. I want to shoot like a gun I want hey and other fairy tales You hear murmurs in the nose of the pustak. Do you have a number for Gargamel? Maybe he has hera in the boiler? I know stupid shit But there's nothing on the table And there's a fucking emptiness in my pocket I could use a lot of six Or at least some four And I'd fly like a swallow Like a bee in May Kayah would sing to my ear These are balls, well, I can't believe I'm lying bent like a dead animal Fever in the whore is getting worse Scarred like a fakir's ass Like a bastard bout I'm fucking burning Hey Johnny, I'd like to sprinkle And in the meadow like a rabbit to buck But all the time this ride I 'm drying up like a torn weed Only one I have five grams of Coke in my head , fly away alone In the land of oblivion I have thoughts in my head When this state ends When I will not be alone Because a white eel will enter
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