аптека улица фонарь
You say everything is fine, I cannot compete with the skies
My sing has crossed the line, come in me, I fly through the sky
I can not ever find you and me will make all the lines
Oh, if they could see the plague, no one would want to be me.

So I fly
Take me
I cannot fly
Most people hate me
To fly away from this pain

Please take away, please take away my P.A.

personal assistant?
parental advisory?
power amplifier?
pain addiction?
prince albert?!

@музыка: KoRn - Kick the P.A.

@темы: Бред