Smoker she

The smoker, he is in the wretched city, nobody is better, he is
in his life.
The killer disorders are waxed in the night with the wings, the
organs become soaked in the limbs that the pain of the pain is so much.
Suddenly, life is dead, or forgiveness is merciful!
The scattered body is humiliated in the body minds society.
How many sufferings in the
veins and veins , when they come home, and then come back to the bloodstream ,
Do not forget to live in an inebriated life; You
do not have any kind of love in your chest.
The face of the flower was just looking at him, the
smoker is afraid of death, whether he is today!
Leave brother, leave sister, smoking, smoke
yourself, save the country - oh song next
Victory will keep you covered in life
, live healthy body, live healthy life
The smoker, he is in the wretched city, nobody is better, he is
in his life.