Polka Hell Lyrics & Chords By Otem Rellik

I wandered the fields and listen for the sound of drums The colder the ground becomes the closer I get to home The planets not fit to roam but with all the chaos But, when I saw the...read more

I always wanted to be the voice of the screets But my father was a rabbi and my mother made beets I mean books And the kids from the strees always gave me dirty looks. It's...read more

На гос. канале рядовой отчет о движухах патриарха, отслужив он дошел до черного майбаха, а чтобы...read more

It's so funny it makes me sick I guess the way your brain'll think "Shit if I weren't being chased this'd be a nice place for a picnic" The tree farm planted in neats...read more

(Verse 1 - Sadistik) Sometimes, I cant handle the cold Ill break another heart too fragile to hold Love dies, Im standing alone, painting false hopes is a habit Ive grown ...read more