Get the devil out of me
Get him drunk on weekdays,
Ordinary pour poison,
Drive him away, oh how I need to!
Necessary! Girlfriend said
Necessary! The wave whispered!
Necessary! snowflake tickles,
It's too late, because the devil doesn't want to.
He is outside the window and behind the door,
In sequins, silks, bright feathers,
I'm leaving - he laughs
I'll be back, crying beats!
What is he?
Where was it created?
Death by rest?
Run to the stars!?
Thanks - just pissed off!
And again began to change faces.
A demon, a strange demon, creepy, bright!
Oh, are you mature? Where are the gifts?!
You promised! Did you... laugh?
Bes, where did you pick up the filth?
Get the devil out of me
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