EXPLORATION OF WASTED

Common guys We almost there Human rejection They put me down the toilet I m trying to fly away from the pits I dont melt to play the button accordion I dont know what kind of power is there Involvement in the needles of the world I stuck to them so much That the people became like a cue in the ass Slept through excess pussies What was the reason for the attack When people got angry The tear dispenser has switched on I dream of wasted I m a bird in my eyes But in their executioner a murderer Your rush to success break through Kalash of the same persons He tastes, but what is the principle Scorching failure fictions