Lyrics:
of our personalities picked in collage You took the best parts of me and mom like enfleurage Not my blood but I feel the same Watts given for the energy
[enfleurage] И плащ весил несколько грамм И дождь не был градом А помнишь броня из крошек помешала нам Я - съеденный пирог с задутыми свечками.
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