koliveselo
как у нашем у скейтпарке
3 мар 2020
we don't have the power but we never say never
sitting in a sandpit life is a short trip
music's for the sad man
can you imagine when this race is won
turn our golden faces into the sun
praising our leaders we getting in tune
music's played by the madmen
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