CHUNGARIANS OF THE PLC UNITE! YOU HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE BUT YOUR GAMES!

There's only one thing on my mind
Five grams of coke, fly away on your own
Into the land of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will this state end?
When I'm no longer alone
Because a white eel will come
I have thoughts in my head
When will this state end?
When I'm no longer alone
Because a white eel will come
♥♥♥♥ me, I have a reunion
I don't catch stars
I'm lying down like a log
I don't believe
What's going on
I'm crowing like a chicken from hunger
Like a werewolf to the moon
Holes in the head like a street
In front of your cottage
I'm melting like a candy bar
Which is on the counter
Descent is when you don't pull in
Brother, my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ face is crooked
There's a brothel in my head, just like on TV
I'm not surprised by this state of affairs
Out of stock, in my mind I'm on drugs
I will give it or I won't
I'll sell everything in the ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ house
Basically, I'm already ♥♥♥♥♥♥
However, everything is sold
♥♥♥♥ it, all debts
Kinol as in Tabaluga
Day two, no banging
Where is the snake? white chemistry
The ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ descent is so exhausting
It's like the locusts are biting you in the ♥♥♥♥
There's only one thing on my mind
Five grams of coke, fly away on your own
Into the land of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will this state end?
When I'm no longer alone
Because a white eel will come
Chemistry party, I want to go skiing
To the dealer, not to the Alps
Oh ♥♥♥♥, I think I'll fake it
I won't spray anything like crazy
I want to touch the stars so much
But that doesn't matter, because I have a reunion
Total ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ mega comedown
I dream of a dragon entering
Do you have money? Am I in arrears with you too?
Well, ♥♥♥♥, I'm not running anymore today
I want to kick like a panther
There's no sign of it at the dealer
Not anymore, definitely not
I guess death is destroying me
I can't swallow anything, I have chills
Damn, how much longer
Will this state last?
I dreamed of a coke van
And I play just for the taste
I want to drive around in a Cadillac
I'm running around thinking about my friends
But I owe something to everyone
The loan option is out of the question
Because I cut like scissors
There's only one thing on my mind
Five grams of coke, fly away on your own
Into the land of oblivion
I have thoughts in my head
When will this state end?
When I'm no longer alone
Because a white eel will come
Just like on Discovery
I want to shoot like a gun
I want hera and other goodies
There is a murmur in the hollow's nose
Do you have Gargamel's number?
Maybe he has hera in his cauldron?
I know, it's ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥
But there's nothing on the table
And there's a ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ emptiness in my pocket
A top six would be nice
Or at least some four
And I would fly like a swallow
Like the bee May
Kayah would sing into my ear
These are eggs, I can't believe it