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Альбом

Включайте ваши диктофоны Я разрезаю провода Влезая внутрь твоих флаконов Я буду думать за тебя Припев: И за твои ресницы хлопать И за твои ладони брать

Открою альбом забытой мечты, Где ночью и днем со мною был сон, В котором был ты. Открою альбом весенних страниц, Летали с тобой на крыльях любви, Не зная

[Verse 1:] I am in love, With what we are, Not what we should be. And I am, I am starstruck. With every part, Of this whole story. So if it's just tonight

DJ turn it up It's about damn time to live it up I'm so sick of being so serious It's making my brain delirious I'm just talkin' the truth I'm telling

maybe i need some rehab or maybe just need some sleep i got a sick obsession im seeing it in my dream im walking down every alley im making im making

Drop this Drop this Drop drop this this this this Drop this Drop this Drop drop this track He's a stereotype He's got the baseball cap And he's building

A man conceived a moment's answers to the dream, Staying the flowers daily, sensing all the themes. As a foundation left to create the spiral aim, A movement

Throw your motherfucking Cincinnati hats in the sky Nigga, don't ask why Red laces in and out of them Air Max '95's I, walk on the moon, flow hotter

I used to think my life was so empty I used to think life was passin' me by Well, I was just about ready To curl up and die But then one day I got a