Andery Toronto - Мама прости (Sub) [HQ] | @RH3PSN

LYRICS | MOM, FORGIVE THE BULLY’S SON BURNING DAYS, MY SOUL IS TORN I WANT TO SCREAM... I WANT TO SCREAM... THERE IS SO MUCH SMOKE AROUND. MOM, I’M AT THE BOTTOM WHERE ALL DREAMS ARE MELTING MADLY IN POVERTY AGAIN, SWEET, WHITE SMOG BURNS EVERYTHING INSIDE A FLOCK OF BIRDS FLIES UP, ALAS, WE ARE NOT ON THE WAY. DIRTY CRIME EVERYWHERE, MOM, PURELY TO SURVIVE WE SCREAMED INTO THE VOID, BUT NO ONE WANTS TO HEAR THE VOICE OF YOUNG, BAREFOOT QUIETLY LIES ON THE BASS IT IS SATURATED WITH THE SCENT OF TIGHTLY TWISTED OBLIQUES ENDLESS OBLIGATIONS, FROM THE BANK, THEN THE LAW AND WE ARE STARTING FROM THE BLACK LINE ANYWAY YOU NEED TO GET THE FAMILY OUT OF THE GHETTO’S TENACIOUS EMBRACE EVERYONE KNOWS HOW TO SURVIVE, TO LIVE YOU NEED A COIN HERE THE COIN IS A HARD WHIP OR THE SWEETEST GINGERBREAD THE HANDS ON THE CLOCK RUN, BUT DO NOT LEAVE A MEMORY THIS BITCH FUSS CAUGHT US “WEAKLY“ ZERO IS NEEDED ON ACCOUNTS - AND NO