Jah Khalib Все что мы любим секс, наркотики Yes! No! Bad Girls

All we love are sex and drugs (x12) My tired glance Your form as a poison In our room stood up A lighthouse of selective dope You are so unique And I’m your fucking maniac Outside the window is the cold Right now we have to pull to the seas Suddenly, you became sad but not from sorrow Baby, I understand, me too lacked Somewhere out there on the bookshelf was still on hand a little bit But this is enough to fall in love again Will once again be easily Falling asleep in the morning, won’t see the fabulous d