семь яблок вечной старости Lyrics & Chords By Саманта Смит

Me Home is killing me. I can't stand to hear one more person degrading themselves. I can't bear the lack of compassion. I can't bear the lame repetition. I can't bear the...read more

Don't we thrive on absurdity, Always looking for the new, the fucked-up? Whle on the other side of the tv Screen we're choking on analog throw up. This lapse of "traditional" ...read more

Gobble bitch gobble! can you feel the grit absorbed by your throat? Its me, your porthole nutrient you cannot live without Yeah, you're tired of thinking so we offer you a new...read more

I shoplift in feelmart, you are my latest and best ever trophy. I get used too fast, fast is not even the word to describe confusion and dejection At once. saliva still dribbles so i...read more

At worst, your people are a deceitful, sterile, fearful, hateful, unfeeling lot with no consideration for others; scared of silence, loneliness and each other. They feel comfortable...read more