Blood RosesBlood roses
Blood roses
Back on the street now
Blood roses
Blood roses
Back on the street now
Can't forget the things you never said
On days like these starts me thinking
Hello, mr. ZebraHello Mr. Zebra.
Can I have your sweater,
Cause it's cold, cold, cold.
In my hole, hole, hole.
Ratatouille Strychnine
Sometimes she's a friend of mine
With a gigantic whirlpool,
That will blow your mind.
Зимушкаsnow can wait
i forgot my mittens
wipe my nose
get my new boots on
i get a little warm in my heart
when i think of winter
i put my hand in my father's glove
мятежный духSmells Like Teen Spirit
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over bored and self assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low? (x3)
Сrucify myselfEvery finger in the room is pointing at me
I wanna spit in their faces then I get afraid of what that could bring
I got a bowling ball in my somach, I got a desert in my mouth
Figures that my courage would choose to sell out now
Ive been looking for a savior in these dirty streets
Looking for a savior beneath these dirty sheets
Ive been raising up my hands- drive another nail in
Сладки мечтыsweet dreams are made of this
who am i to disagree
i travelled the world
and the seven seas
everybody's lookin' for something
yieeyahh, heee