Here is a talen
Whatever you see.
Stimulate the soul; To the junk
You realize you are not human too, you were a junk
Heres all wolf, do you want to be like going?
Let me make my eyes and meat
Heres the damn fucking, not a joke
There is no wood and ice cream news
Here is a jungle, incense not eaten
Half of the complex, half of the wild
The class difference here is rampant
The soul of my people is injured and ill
All of the poorest and the sons
In a taxi everyone wants to rent
The truth is clear, dont go on itself.
I turn on, so dont stay
God, I have been talking to you for a few years
God, do you get up, dont get upset about my work.
Where did you see it, my first work
God, I am a junk, I have a talk to you
