LyricsCrashOfTheHearts|
The fucking crash of the hearts When the spring is sneezing in the tulle All the talks are of no sense You are going away Driving the car When I demolish your naphtha And spit on it from every window you were fuckingly naked And let me see it like a patrol I´m washing the little death Hidden in the tulle sneezed |
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