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Monster

Get your hands off my collar, don't come near me these days
I will be your torture, I don't think you should get into this
Call my name, list all the things I want to hear
I'm a hero but I can't be reached that easily
Ahh... I like your taste, just like Nutella
No need to pretend, like you're shy
Be your most relaxed self, what an incitement
One doesn't listen to Yunus Emre Frekans while having sex
 
There's a party in your business, they don't come near me Im a partisan
There will be chaos if you want, friendship will always win in a fight (whats up?)
Loss in altitude, caution, loss in probability
You should turn around and give yourself to me, or else your magnificence will be a waste
In the morning, noon, evening, scream. Every day everyone is free to taste.
I don't wanna spoil your fun, but there are a lot of hoes here
The system crashed, burned, the machine backed up on broken rules
Hold on, there was too much blood spilled today, what kind of new fashion is this, monster bass
 
-Chorus-
Don't lean over and fall off the balcony, you'll understand on the bumper
Monster monster run run run
They're gonna smash out heads bam bam bam
Did you not come to realize that
Monster monster run run run
They're gonna smash out heads bam bam bam (x2)
 
Look at me, look me in the face, take a step back
The mice are going crazy like working overtime
The rubber isn't too old, it's the same old, same old
Stay aggressive, yet with no money, no muscle
It's like a celebrity's feelings Marilyn Monroe
The owner of a proper situation a Marlboro
Be discreet, don't let them see the intermediate pass
One doesn't listen to Yunus Emre Frekans in their free time
 
Fuck!! He completely fucked up the situation, the vibes
As if he's seen enough helmets, he grabbed a sword and fucked it up
Next to the hippies that know everything, the left is zero
That Lucifer can't even measure heights with me
You're enraged... I'm like unruly rabies
Wolves are around me shitting on all the lambs
Give an error, I know your brain is bleeding but shut up and run
The galaxy can show me but there's money, the new style is monster
 
-Chorus-
Don't lean over and fall off the balcony, you'll understand on the bumper
Monster monster run run run
They're gonna smash out heads bam bam bam
Did you not come to realize that
Monster monster run run run
They're gonna smash out heads bam bam bam (x2)
 

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Прошу тебя Синьорина

Прошу тебя Синьорина
Прошу, прошу
Стать моей женой
Просит тебя твой кабальеро
 
Мы больше не дети
Мы любим друг друга
Ты женщина
Моей жизни
 
Прошу тебя Синьорина
Прошу, прошу
Стать моей женой
Просит тебя твой кабальеро
 
Если ты выйдешь за меня
Наша жизнь будет раем
В мире есть счастье
И моё счастье - это ты
 
Прошу тебя Синьорина
Прошу, прошу
Стать моей женой
Просит тебя твой кабальеро
 

Buttsex and poetry

No more buttsex, my girlfriend said
as a punishment, cause you don't love me
No matter, I said, It sucks anyway
the chirps you make during buttsex (1)
How do I chirp, she asked hesitantly
Like a bird, I said
Yes, my soul's a bird
She sobbed bitterly
 
(REF)
She loves me
I loved her
We both loved
Buttsex and poetry
 
That's just your phantasy, I yelled
it's gonna drive you crazy one day
Then my girl bent down
to pick up a stone
She hurled it onto my car
That was parked there innocently
She hit the spoiler full-on
my soul cried out: Ouch !!
 
(REF)
 
Your soul is a car
my girl yelled, that's obvious
That I didn't figure that out right away
She ran her fingers through her blonde hair
A car can't love a bird
Now we know the true cause
nature and technology are world's apart
I didn't say anything
 
(REF)
 
We have to break up, she said
I had to admit it too
A titmouse and a mitsubishi (2)
Don't make a good couple at all
We shared another long kiss
She with her beak, me with my bumper
I still can recall today
That's how we lost each other
 
(REF)
 
But yesterday I saw her again
At the gas station, at gas pump eight
We said goodbye to each other
And then had a good old laugh
About cars, and birds, and souls
About love and phantasy
It turned out a wunderful see again
With buttsex and poetry
 
His brother's name was Jubal; he was the father of all
who play stringed instruments and pipes. (Genesis 4:21)

Athlete

Everyone knows it ends eventually
And our eternity is just a word
Everything's so empty, this is no longer an exercise
The silence is serious
And you've long gone
 
My pride lies between cigarettes and empties
Believe me, I didn't mean for any of this to happen
My running shoes are dusty in the corner
Just for you I'll get them out
 
I'm running after you
My legs are so heavy
And my head also says
It's too late
I'm running after you
My feet can't take it anymore
But my heart is an athlete
And wants to go with you
 
The motivation is gone, I can't stand it anymore
Sat on the couch too long, missed my life
But no fatigue even when it storms and snows
No matter how long and how far as long as I run
 
And you were and are the best thing for me
But somehow I couldn't tell you that
As long as it boils in my chest
It's no over for me
 
I'm running after you
My legs are so heavy
And my head also says
It's too late
I'm running after you
My feet can't take it anymore
But my heart is an athlete
And wants to go with you
 
I'm running after you
My legs are so heavy
And my head also says
It's too late
I'm running after you
Like there's no tomorrow
For my heart is an athlete
And wants to go with you
 

The Album

The insides of my eyelids
Focus on your face
Your memory rings like an echo
In my underground orchid garden
Your absence opens a hole
In the middle of my chest
And just closing my eyes
I see you in every blink
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
 
An ID photo, a poster on my wall
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Photo in my head and in my wallet
 
In the darkroom far away
I reveal and amplify the past
Though I saved the negatives
I can reproduce you at my side
So absent and so present
Indelible in my mind
You print your features on me
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Only your photos fill the album in my head
Perfect framing, harmonious composition
Only your photos fill the album in my head
 
O, because only your photos
Fill the album in my head
In black and white or in color, they shoot my emotion
Only your photos fill the album in my head
I don't need flash though it's night
Why don't you turn off? You're an outpouring of light
 
Only your photos fill the album in my head
One with a landscape, unforgettable trip
And that whole-body shot, signed with an 'I love you'
Only your photos fill the album in my head