Get your shit together. Get it all together and put it in a backpack. All your shit, so it's together.
Честно пёртый с просторов дневника braenn моб.
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This is an expedition into the Arctic tundra
So many reasons why one should never entertain the taste of the red
This wicked city just drags you down
Leave, don't feel ashamed
Looking everywhere I see nothing but people
The city breathing, the people churning
I miss the part when we were moving forward now on our way down
If mother earth was your body
Lets fuck till the suns comes up
I got a spiderman t-shirt
So many reasons why one should never entertain the taste of the red
This wicked city just drags you down
Leave, don't feel ashamed
Looking everywhere I see nothing but people
The city breathing, the people churning
I miss the part when we were moving forward now on our way down
If mother earth was your body
Lets fuck till the suns comes up
I got a spiderman t-shirt
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