Кишлак - Хаунихуау

This playlist contains tracks of APFS(Maxim)

Не забирай меня домой

Я летаю во вселенной

Опианариум

Слепые

Собачий вальс

Раздевайся

Не пугай случайных тварей - Автостопом по фазе сна

Семьсот Семь - Мы проиграли

Lyrics:
Do you smell the Musk it smells like shit
And he wants to smear your face in it
He's got his hand in everything
Pulling all of it like puppet strings
They only care about the one percent
We know what that salute really meant
They're taking notes from Mein Kampf
While lemmings cheer at the precipice

Digital distractions
To keep us out of action
This is their exaction
To cancel out compassion 

Don't you see where this really leads
The downfall of democracy 
They separate us with pointless shit
The real enemy's the one percent 
They'll conquer all society 
Put us in a chamber with Zyklon B
Is this the future you really want
Under their boot is where you'll rot

Digital distractions
To keep us out of action
This is their exaction
To cancel out compassion 
Digital distractions
To keep us out of action
This is their exaction
To cancel out compassion 

Do you smell the Musk it smells like shit 
Do you smell the Musk it smells like shit 
Do you smell the Musk it smells like shit
Do you smell the Musk it smells like shit

Release the fucking list
We all wish that bullet hit
It would have saved a lot of shit
But now we're stuck in a dystopian pit
Where it’s power to the idiot
Anything they'll tariff it
Reestablish dominance 
Start a recession toppling dominoes

Ship em all to Alligator Alcatraz
Surround yourself with yes men who can't see right from wrong
We knew you were at those parties all along 
We knew you were at those parties all along

Release the fucking list
We all wish that that bullet hit
It would have saved a lot of shit 
But now we're stuck in a pit
Futures you prescribed 
We'll spend more and you'll up size  





The 1% / Party Animal

не в адеквате отсутствует в плейлисте из-за АП

въеби мне в четверг

мы затаимся в фильтрах выкуренных сигарет

космический мусор

I got my Porcelain stitches in
Of course the wind itches em 
All the time 
Packing my bags again
Travel high dragging in
All new signs 

Stop all the press
My friend soda pressed
He’s not with his sugar no more 

Count it on ur chest 
Feel the weight beneath your neck 
Inside your every pore 

Oh this is something that I’ve
Never seen before 
Oh I’ve been wandering and I’m 
Farther than before 

stars on her back
heart in her chest
Eyes like the cosmos
In my mind where she rests 

Come Float with me 
Let’s leave this all behind 
over the sea 
All Thru the sky 

Any place you imagine
And thats where we’ll be
One day I’ll make it happen
Stick around and you’ll see

porcelain stitches .

ЧИТАЙТЕ ОПИСАНИЕ АЛЬБОМОВ!)

въеби мне в четверг

psychea