Polish Cow Şarkı Sözleri

Polonya Sığırı: Polonya sığırı, eti ve sütüyle ünlü bir hayvandır. Poloniya’daki sığır çiftlikleri modern teknolojileri ve hayvan refahı standartları ile donatılmıştır. Polonya sığırının lezzetli eti, kesinlikle tadını çıkarmanız gereken bir lezzettir. Bu kaliteli etin yanı sıra, Polonya sığırı da yüksek kaliteli süt üretir, bu da peynir ve diğer süt ürünleri için idealdir. Polonya sığırından elde edilen ürünlerin kalitesi ve lezzeti dünya çapında bilinmektedir.

Polish Cow Şarkı Sözleri

The only thing in my head
Is five grams of cocaine, fly away alone
To the edge of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will all this end
Whenever I’m not alone
Because a white eel will fly in

Chemistry party I wanna go skiing
To the dealer, not to Alps
Oh f**k, I think I’m gonna die
If I don’t snort something soon
I want to touch the stars so badly
But none of this since I’m on a descent
Total mega damn descent

And I dream of entering like a dragon
Do you have money? Are you falling down too?
Well, then f**k it, I’m not jogging today
I want to kick like a panther
There’s no deals at the dealer
Not anymore, for sure
I think death is breaking me down
I won’t swallow anything, I have chills
How f***ng much longer
This condition will last

I dreamed of a van of coke
And gram of heroin, just for taste
I want to drive in a Cadillac
I run over my friends with my thoughts
But I owe everyone something
The loan option is omitted
Because I am trimmed like scissors

The only thing in my head
Is five grams of cocaine, fly away alone
To the edge of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will all this end
Whenever I’m not alone
Because a white eel will fly in

Dogs on the Discovery
I want to shoot out like from a gun
I want heroin and other goodies
Empty nose I hear murmurs
Do you have Gargamel’s number?
Maybe he has heroin in his cauldron?
I know I’m talking bullshit
But I’ve got nothing on the table
And my pocket is f***g empty
A lucky six would be useful
Or at least a four
And I would fly like a swallow
Like the Maya bee
Singing kayah to my ears
This is a joke, I don’t believe it
I lie bent like a dead animal
My fever is getting worse

Scarred like Fakir’s ass
Like a dirty slut
Being fucked
I lie f***g hot
Hey Johnny i’d like to sprinkle
And in the meadow To prance like a rabbit
But all the time this descent
I wither like some torn grass

The only thing in my head
Is five grams of cocaine, fly away alone
To the edge of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will all this end
Whenever I’m not alone
Because a white eel will fly in
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